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YOUTHFUL    CHRISTIANS. 


BY   JOSEPH  RU SLING, 

AUTHOR  OF  "  DEVOTIONAL  EXERCISES." 


Let  no  man  despise  thy  youth;  but  be  ihou  an  example  of  the 
believers.    1  Tim.  iv.  12. 


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SOLD    BY    THE    PUBLISHER, 

NO.  197  NORTH  FOURTH  STREET. 

1837. 


Entered,  according  to  the  act  of  Congress,  in 
the  year  1837,  by  J.  Rusling,  in  the  Clerk's  office 
of  the  District  Court  of  the  Eastern  District  of 
Pennsylvania. 


J.     TAN     COURT. 
PRINTER. 


RECOMMENDATIONS. 


Rev.  Joseph  Rusling: 

My  Dear  Sir, — I  have  taken  some  pains  to- 
examine  your  Sunday  School  Hymns,  just  published, 
and  am  satisfied  that  they  are  well  adapted  to  the  ca- 
pacities of  children  and  youth,  and  to  the  particular 
wants  of  Sabbath  Schools .  They  are  really  Sabbath 
School  Hymns,  composed  for  the  various  occasions 
which  the  progress  of  a  well  conducted  Sabbath  School 
affords.  This  is  true  of  pupils  and  teachers. 
With  great  respect, 

J.  P.  DURBIN. 
Philadelphia,  Aug.  9,  1837. 

We,  the  undersigned,  do  heartily  concur   in   the 
above  recommendation. 

Rev.  Charles  Pitman',  Minister  of  the  M.  E.  Church, 

at  St.  Georges',  Philadelphia. 
Rev.  M.  Sorin,  Minister  of  the  M.  E.  Church,  Union 

Charge,  Philadelphia. 
Rev.  William  Barxes,  Minister  of  the  M.E.  Church, 

St.  Paul's  Charge,  Philadelphia. 
Rev.  Robert  Gerry,  Minister  of  the  M.  E.  Church, 

Fifth  street  Charge,  Philadelphia. 
Rev.  Thomas  Neal,  Presiding  Elder  of  the  West 

Jersey  District. 


PREFACE. 

The  author  of  this  little  work  acknowledges  his 
obligations  to  those  who  have  so  liberally  patron- 
ized his  "  Devotional  Exercises,"  and  he  sincerely 
hopes  the  present  work  may  receive  the  same  wel- 
come patronage,  (the  former  having  in  six  months 
passed  to  a  3rd  edition.)  He  is  aware  of  the  diffi- 
culty there  is  in  the  construction  of  hymns  adapt- 
ed to  the  use  of  children,  and  therefore,  has,  as 
much  as  possible,  avoided  the  extreme  of  the  mere- 
ly imaginative  and  its  opposite.  He  has  aimed  at 
plain  and  sound  expressions,  and  an  adaptation  of 
sentiment  to  the  subject  as  occasions  required.  And 
commending  it  to  God,  and  his  friends,  humbly 
prays  it  may  be  rendered  abundantly  useful  for  the 
purposes  designed. 

J.    RUSLING. 

Philada.,  July,  1837. 


INDEX    TO    SUBJECTS. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  DEPARTMENT. 

PAGE 

Origin  of  Sabbath  Schools,      ..  ..  .,  1 

Fruits  of  Sabbath  Schools,      . .  . .  .  3 

The  Sunday  School,                ..  ..  ..  4 

Sunday  School  Hymn  of  Praise,  ..  ..  5 

Sabbath  Morning,                    ..  ..  ..  9 

do.          do.        . .                . .  . .  . .  28 

do.          do                           .  . .  . .  105 

do.          do.                          ..  ..  ..  110 

do.          do.                          ..  ..  ..  121 

God  the  Guardian  of  Sunday  Schools,     ..  ..  18 

Mutual  Affection,    ..                ..  ..  .  £0 

Sunday  School  Hymn, 

Hymn  of  Praise, 

Saviour's  preseuce  at  Sunday  Schools,     . .  . .  29 

Retiring  from  Sunday  School,  ..  ..  30 

Sunday  School  Petition,           . .  . .  . .  42 

Saints'  Rest,            . .                . .  . .  . .  43 

Closet  Devotion,      . .                .  . .  . .  44 

Holy  Way,               . .                . .  . .  46 

Sunday  School  Fellowship,      . .  . .  . .  50 

Grateful  Effusion,  . .                . .  . .                  .  51 

Socir.l  Worship,      . .                . .  . .  . .  61 

Growth  in  Grace,     . .                . .  . .  . .  62 

Sunday  School  Devotion,        . .  . .  . .  67 

Hymn  of  Praise,      ..                ..  ..  ..  69 

Happy  School,         . .                . .  . .  . .  72 

For  Holiness,           . .                . .  . .  . .  81 

For  Assurance,        . .               . .  . .  . .  82 

Hymn  of  Praise,      ..               ..  ..  ..  106 

Thy  Kingdom  come,                ..  ..  ..  118 

Thy  will  be  done,    ..                ..  ..  ..  118 

Sunday  School  Christmas  Hymn,  .,  ..  128 


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INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS. 


TEACHERS'  DEPARTMENT. 

Teachers  and  Children,  . .  . .  .  ]3 

For  Teachers,         . .  .  . .  . .  31 

Love  to  God's  people,  . .  .  . .  43 

The  Scriptures,        . .  . .          •     . .  . .  43 

Ancient  Fathers,      . .  ...  . .  . .  55 

Teachers  and  Children,  . .  . .  . .  70 

Teachers'  Request,  . .  ...  . .  71 

Teachers' Hymn  of  Praise,  ..  ..  ..  73 

For  Teachers,          . .  . .  . .  . .  76 

Social  Worship,      . .  . .  . .  . .  112 

Examples  of  Piety,  . .  . .  . .  113 

Young  Timothy,      ..  ..  ..  ..  114 

Lord's  Prayer,         . .  . .  . .  . .  117 

Mutual  Praise,        ..  ..  ..  ..  121 

Anniversary  Hymn,  . .  . .  . .  122 

Teachers  and  Superintendents  . .  . .  123 

Invocation,              . .  . .  . .  . .  124 

Teachers  and  Parents,  . .  . .  . .  125 

Teachers' Anniversary,           ...  ...  .,  128 

CHILDRENS'  DEPARTMENT. 

Child's  Prayer,        . .  . .  .  •  •  •  4 

Children  the  Lord's  Heritage,  . .  •  •  6 

Child's  Petition,       ..  ..  . .  ••  7 

Child's  Trust,          ..               ..  ..  •  ■  8 

Children's  Prayer,  . .               . .  . .  •  •  16 

Children's  Affection,                .  .  •  •  •  19 

Children's  Mutual  Prayer,  ..  ..  ..  21 

Orphan's  Plea,         . .               . .  . .  . .  23 

Christ  embracing  Children,      ..  ..  ••  24 

Child's  Protector,     ..               ..  ..  •  •  27 

Christ's  Love  to  Children, 

Child's  Devotion,     ..  ..  ..  ••  31 

Child's  Access  to  God,              . .  •  •  •  •  32 

Youths  Trust,         ..               ..  ••  ••  33 

Youth's  Prayer,      . .               . .  . .  •  •  34 

Youthful  Errors,     ..               ..  ..  ••  35 


INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS. 


Youtli  Reclaimed, 
Youth's  Wish. 
Youth's  Devotion, 
Youth's  Prayer, 
Youthful  Obedience, 
Child's  Prayer, 
Early  Faith, 
Early  Watchfulness, 
Early  Penitence, 
Address  to  Youth, 
Early  Associations, 
Early  Grace, 
Early  Desires, 
Early  Anticipation. 
Youth's  Trust  and  Worship, 
Youth's  Resolves,    . . 
Youth's  Desires,     . . 
Youth's  Supplication, 
Youthful  Effusions, 
Youth's  Request,    . . 
Youth's  Trust, 
God's  Regard  for  Children, 
Child's  Desires, 
Child's  Intercession, 
Early  Devotion, 
Early  Aspiration,    .. 
Early  Piety  desired, 
Early  Confidence,    .. 
Paternal  Regard,    . . 
Early  Gratitude,     . . 
Early  Inquiries,      . . 
Youthful  Devotion, 
Youthful  Prayer,     . . 

do.       do. 
Youth's  Gratitude, 
Early  Trust. 
Death  of  a  Child,    . . 

do.  do. 

do.  do. 

Reflections,  &c. 


INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS. 


MISCELLANEOUS  DEPARTMENT. 


God  of  Israel, 

The  Fathers, 

Stand  still  and  see  my  Salvation, 

Dedication  of  a  Church, 

Desiring  larger  Grace, 

Love  of  God, 

Our  High  Priest,      . . 

Sabbath  Day, 

Heavenly  Prospects, 

Devotional  Effusions, 

Missionary, 

do. 
Gratitude, 
Praise, 
Confidence, 
Divine  Goodness,    . . 
Source  of  Bliss. 
Public  Worship, 
Thanksgiving, 

do. 
Humiliation  and  Fasting, 
Prayer, 
Revival, 

Paraphrase  on  149th  Psalm, 
Full  Redemption,    . . 
Immortality, 
Latter  Days, 
Christmas, 

Farewell  to  the  World, 
Let  every  soul  rejoice, 
Uoxology,  '.  • 


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All  glory  to  the  Saviour's  name, 

All  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

A  land  thatrflows  with  milk  and  wine, 

Author  of  life  my  heart  prepare, 

All  things  within  the  bounds  of  space, 

As  parting  day  from  earth  retires,    • 

Behold  the  beauteous  morning  sky,  - 

Behold,  O  Lord,  assembled  here, 

Behold  the  lilies  of  the  field,  - 

Claim  us,  O  Lord,  as  thine,    - 

Cheer  up  my  soul,  dispel  thy  fears,    - 

Come  children  with  your  teachers  join, 

Come,  children,  let  us  all  improve,    - 

Come,  children,  join  with  me, 

Children  their  parents  must  obey,     • 

Come,  young  people,  love  your  Saviour, 

Cannot  the  Lord  convert  and  bless, 

Come,  children,  let  us  sing,    - 

Eternal  Lord,  our  spirits  bless, 

Early  will  I  arise, 

Eternal  Sovereign  of  the  sky, 

Father  of  all  the  hosts  above, 

Freely,  O  Lord,  I  would  bestow, 

Farewell  to  the  world,  to  glory  I'm  bound, 

God  of  all  power  before  thy  throne,  - 

Guide  of  my  soul,  Eternal  Lord, 

Gracious  and  holy  Lord  art.  thou, 

Guardian  of  souls,  throughout  my  days. 


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Guide  me,  ray  Saviour,  guide  me  still, 

Grant  me,  O  Lord,  thy  righteousness, 

God,  with  a  kind  paternal  care, 

Great  High  Priest  of  our  profession,]  - 

Go  forth,  ye  faithful  heralds,  go, 

Go,  ye  ambassadors  of  God,    - 

Glory  to  him  whose  power  I  trust,    - 

How  beauteous  is  the  sight,     - 

Happy  are  they  that  fear  the  Lord,    - 

Hail  Jacob's  God  and  Sovereign  Lord, 

How  happy  that  auspicious  day, 

How  faithful  once  the  Fathers  were, 

Head  of  the  Church,  whose  name  we  bear. 

How  happy  is  that  youthful  breast,- 

How  beauteous  are  thy  courts,  O  Lord, 

How  happy  is  the  place, 

How  happy  is  the  sacred  place, 

Inspired  by  Jesus'  dying  love, 

I  wish  the  daily  stream  of  love, 

I  leve  the  people  of  the  Lord,     - 

I  love  the  closet  where  the  Lord, 

I  love  the  Holy  Scriptures  well, 

Inspired  with  love  to  all  mankind,  - 

I  would  be  born  again, 

Llove  a  holy  sabbath  day, 

Jesus,  let  a  little  child, 

Jesus,  we  love  thee  still, 

Jesus,  did  once  an  infant  lay, 

Jesus,  art  thou  not  always  near, 

Jesus,  my  heart  if  thou  should'st  prove, 

Jesus,  assist  us  to  believe, 

Jesus,  a  youth  would  love  to  know,  - 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  precious  name, 

Jesus,  the  vigour  of  my  days,  - 

Jesus,  a  little  childilooks  up, 

Jesus,  we  meet  in  thy  great  name,    - 

Jesus,  to  me  thy  grace  impart, 

Jesus,  my  every  grace  renew, 

Jesus,  thy  kingdom  come, 

Jesus,  assembled  in  thy  name, 

Jesus,  hallowed  be  thy  name, 


CONTENTS. 


Lord,  from  our  schools  we  would  retire, 

Launch'd  forth  on  time's  relentless  wave, 

Look  up,  my  soul,  the  Lord  is  here,  - 

Let  infants  early  bring, 

Lord,  to  thee,  our  heavenly  King,      . 

Lord,  canst  thou  not  convert  a  child  1 

Lord,  we  are  met  in  thy  great  name, 

Love  has  a  thousand  beauteous  forms, 

Lord,  we  are  met  thy  name  to  praise, 

Let  babes  and  sucklings  bring, 

Lord,  while  we  now'approach  to  thee, 

Lord,  I  am  young,  thine  help  I  need, 

Lord,  we  have  met  to  celebrate. 

Life,  how  short,  how  brief  its  story, 

Let  every  soul  rejoice, 

May  all  thy  faithful  people  grow, 

My  soul  sits  cheerfully  beneath, 

My  feet  thy  beauteous  courts  shall  tread, 

'Midst  springs  and  streams  in  every  ground 

My  youthful  soul  inspire, 

Moses  did  fear  the  Lord, 

Nothing  exceeds  the  holy  bliss, 

O  for  that  faith  which  soars  on  high, 

O  thou  who  died  on  Calvary, 

Our  heavenly  Father,  holy  Sire, 

Of  all  life's  charms,  there's  none  to  me, 

O  for  the  Spirit's  power, 

O  for  that  purer  light.  - 

O  there  is  a  calm  and  glory,    - 

O  for  a  cheerful,  humble  mind. 

Our  Father,  thou,  the  living  God,     - 

O  we  hear  delightful  singing, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  my  soul,  sing  praise, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  who  kindly  rules, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Holy  One,     • 

Saw  ye  the  distant  cloud  arise, 

Saviour,  a  little  child  draws  near,    . 

Saviour,  a  child  would  trust  in  thee, 

Saviour,  we  love  to  mingle  here, 

Saviour,  do  thou  appear, 

Sovereign  of  all  the  hosts  above, 


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Saviour,  I  would  to  thee  draw  near, . 
Saviour,  forgive  what  I  have  done,    . 
Stand  still,  my  soul,  and  thou  shalt  see, 
Saviour,  I  fain  would  live, 
Saviour,  our  hearts  unite, 
Saviour,  I  would,  but  cannot  rise, 
Saviour,  a  little  child  desires,  , 
Saviour,  we  would  observe  this  day, . 
Saviour,  we  would  revere  thy  name, 
See  how  the  joyful  morning  comes,  . 
Saviour,  with  earnest  humble  prayer, 
Sweetest  child,  how  much  I  love  thee, 
The  spirit  issues  from  the  throne,     . 
The  spirit  of  eternal  power,  . 
The  Saviour  loves  a  little  child. 
Ten  thousand  painful  throes,  O  Lord, 
The  pillar  and  the  cloud  by  day, 
Tell  me,  O  Lord,  and  tell  me  now,    . 
There  is  a  heavenly  land  of  rest, 
There  is  a  high  and  holy  way, 
Thanks  to  the  great  Almighty  King, . 
Thanks  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
There  is  a  heavenly  power  above, 
Ten  thousand,  thousand  thanks  belong, 
Ten  thousand  blessings,  Lord, 
These  are  the  days  that  were  foretold, 
Thanks  to  the  Lord,  whose  boundless  grace 
This  morning,  Lord,  attend, 
When  night's  dark  pall  o'er  earth  is  spread 
We  love  to  meet  our  teachers  here,    . 
With  holy  and  inspiring  flame, 
What  though  the  earth  is  tumult  all, 
What  bliss  ineffable  is  found, 
With  time  beyond  the  flood,  . 
Welcome  the  Lord's  anointed, 
With  solemn  feelings  now  we  pay,  . 
Young  Timothy  was  early  taught,    ; 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 


THE  SUNDAY  SCHOOLS.  L.  M. 

1  Saw  ye  the  distant  cloud  arise, 
Not  larger  than  a  human  hand  ? 

Yet  soon  it  covered  all  the  skies, 
And  pour'd  its  showers  upon  the  land. 

And  thus  the  Sunday  Schools  appear, 
Though  small  and  feeble  was  their  day; 

They  now  are  spreading  every  where, 
O'er  all  the  earth  they  wend  their  way. 

2  Behold  each  Sabbath  morn's  return, 
When  millions  meet  to  hear  the  word ; 

Whose  souls  with  animation  burn, 
Offering  their  worship  to  the  Lord. 

And  Sabbath  Schools  commingling  there, 
Bound  in  affection's  strongest  tie, 

With  sires  and  sons  they  all  appear, 
Hymning  the  praise  of  the  Most  High. 
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2  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  See  how  the  messengers  of  God 
The  banners  of  the  gospel  wave  ; 

Pointing  to  heavenly  scenes  above, 

To  crowns  and  thrones  beyond  the  grave. 

And  Sunday  Schools,  a  youthful  band, 
With  those  ambassadors  attend ; 

And  gathering  with  a  liberal  hand, 
Thousands  of  souls  to  glory  send. 

4  Hear  ye  the  softest  minstrelsy, 
The  full  melodious  sounding  lyre, 

Those  tuneful  harps  from  discord  free, 
Mingling  with  the  celestial  choir? 

The  schools  in  beautiful  array, 
With  richest  melody  of  tone, 

Swell  and  inspire  the  rapturous  lay, 
In  anthems  round  the  eternal  throne. 

5  The  veteran  hosts  from  war  relieved, 
Their  trophies  cast  at  Jesus'  feet ; 

Their  last  full  victories  achieved, 

On  heaven's  exalted  heights  they  meet : 

And  there,  with  them,  a  youthful  band, 
Clad  in  most  beautiful  array, 

Are  also  crowned  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  welcomed  to  eternal  day. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 


THE  FRUITS  OF  SUNDAY  SCHOOLS.  L.  M, 

1  Behold  !  the  beauteous  morning  sky, 
Adorn'd  with  pure  ethereal  light; 

The  full  orb'd  sun  mounts  up  on  high, 
Scattering  the  gloomy  shades  of  night. 

And  thus  the  beams  of  heav'nly  day, 
Break  in  upon  the  earth's  misrule; 

And  purer  light  in  full  display, 
Dawns  from  the  well-form'd  Sunday  School. 

2  Though  frail  and  young  the  rising  morn, 
And  ling'ring  shadows  round  us  stray ; 

Yet  brighter  glories  shall  adorn 

And  welcome  in  the  noon-tide  ray. 
Children  shall  early  learn  to  know 

Heaven's  primary  and  sacred  rules; 
And  various  embryo  sages  show 

Their  first  lines  in  the  Sunday  Schools. 

3  In  many  a  dreary  cavern  wrought, 
Deeply  imbedded  in  the  sands ; 

From  rude  and  shapeless  masses  brought, 

The  fair  Corinthian  column  stands. 
And  Christians,  and  the  pure  divine, 

Moulded  by  wisdom's  gracious  rules; 
In  all  their  beauteous  order  shine, 

The  product  of  the  Sunday  Schools. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

THE  SUNDAY  SCHOOL.  P.  M. 

1  How  beauteous  is  the  sight, 
Where  little  children  meet, 

How  rich  is  the  delight, 

Their  youthful  songs,  how  sweet ! 
And  Jesus  loves  his  name  to  hear, 
When  children  round  his  throne  appear. 

2  How  happy  is  the  place 
Where  children  meet  the  Lord, 

And  banquet  on  his  grace, 

And  learn  and  love  his  word  ; 
The  place  where  they  received  their  birth, 
The  happiest  spot  on  all  the  earth. 

3  A  holy  Bethel,  this, 

Which  Sunday  Schools  do  prove ; 
How  pure  indeed  the  bliss, 

How  sweet  the  youthful  love ; 
And  cherub  hosts  with  children  join, 
To  mingle  praises  all  divine. 


A  LITTLE  CHILD'S  PRAYER.     C.  M. 

1  Saviour,  a  little  child  desires 
Before  thy  throne  to  kneel, 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

And  with  an  ardent  soul,  aspires 
Thy  pardoning  love  to  feel. 

2  Forgive  my  sins,  my  guilt  remove, 
And  then  thy  peace  bestow ; 

And  O  may  thy  redeeming  love, 
My  youthful  heart  o'erflow. 

3  O'er  me  thy  shield  defensive  spread, 
All  hostile  foes  subdue, 

And  let  thy  grace  on  me  be  shed, 
Like  heaven's  descending  dew. 


4  Assist  me,  Lord,  whene'er  I  bow 
In  humble  prayer  to  thee ; 

Let  me  thy  sacred  goodness  know, 
Thy  full  salvation  see. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMN  OF  PRAISE.  C.  M. 

1  Happy  are  they  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  wisdom's  ways  pursue ; 
Who,  in  obedience  to  his  word, 

Their  daily  vows  renew. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  Children  and  tender  babes  may  bring 
Their  off'rings  to  his  name ; 

And  in  their  sweetest  triumph,  sing 
The  praises  of  the  Lamb. 

3  Jesus,  attune  each  youthful  lyre, 
And  we  will  sing  for  thee ; 

And  graciously  each  soul  inspire, 
With  all  thy  purity. 

4  Unite  our  souls  in  sweet  accord, 
All  jarring  strings  remove ; 

And  may  the  worship  of  the  Lord, 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  love. 


CHILDREN  THE  LORD'S  HERITAGE.    P.  M. 

1  Claim  us,  O  Lord,  as  thine, 
Of  love,  give  each  a  share ; 

An  heritage  divine, 

All  little  children  are ; 
And  O  may  we  on  thee  rely, 
Our  guardian  to  the  realms  on  high. 

2  Our  youthful  souls  inspire, 
Engrave  on  each  thy  name ; 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

And  may  celestial  fire, 

Like  pentecostal  flame, 
Our  souls  and  passions  sanctify, 
Prepared  for  mansions  in  the  sky. 

3  Obedient  to  thy  word, 
We  round  thine  altars  bend  ; 

To  worship  thee,  O  Lord, 
And  in  thy  courts  attend  ; 

O  meet  our  youthful  company, 

And  our  redeeming  Saviour  be. 


THE  CHILD'S  PETITION.  P.  M. 

1  All  glory  to  the  Saviour's  name, 
Who  once  in  human  flesh  became 

A  little  child,  like  me ; 
Who  left  the  grandeur  of  his  throne, 
To  make  his  Father's  pleasure  known, 

And  set  poor  sinners  free. 

2  Jesus,  I  thank  thee  for  thy  grace, 
Thou  who  in  kindness  did  embrace 

Young  children  brought  to  thee ; 
May  I  be  also  richly  blest, 
And  on  my  great  Redeemer's  breast, 

Thy  full  salvation  see. 


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3  Be  this  alone  my  happy  choice, 
To  calmly  sit  and  hear  thy  voice, 

Full  of  the  richest  love ; 
And  in  obedience  to  thy  will, 
My  duties  faithfully  fulfil, 

Until  I  hence  remove. 


A  CHILD'S  TRUST  IN  GOD.        C.  M. 

1  Saviour,  a  child  would  trust  in  thee, 
In  thee  alone  confide; 

While  to  thy  kind  embrace  I  flee, 
And  in  thy  bosom  hide. 

2  This  world  is  but  a  scene  of  woe, 
With  dangers  ever  near; 

Yet  if  my  Lord  his  goodness  show, 
My  heart  shall  never  fear. 

3  I  thank  thee,  Lord,  for  all  I  have, 
How  rich  and  full  thy  grace ; 

I  now  possess  what  most  I  crave, 
Thy  filial,  kind  embrace. 

4  I  thank  thee  for  my  parents,  dear, 
Whose  counsels  I  regard ; 

Who  taught  my  infant  heart  thy  fear, 
And  virtue's  great  reward. 


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5  Who  showed  my  tender  youthful  mind 
The  sacred  use  of  prayer ; 

And  with  solicitude  most  kind, 
My  forms  they  did  prepare. 

6  But  thou,  O  Lord,  in  mercies  kind, 
All  others  doth  exceed ; 

In  thee  do  helpless  children  find 
A  parent's  love  indeed. 

7  Though  death  my  present  friends  remove, 
The  Lord  remains  the  same  ; 

And  thy  supremely  gracious  love, 
Is  changeless  as  thy  name. 


SABBATH  MORNING.  L.  M. 

1  We  love  to  meet  our  teachers  here, 
And  mingle  with  them  praise  and  prayer ; 
To  bow  the  humble  suppliant  knee, 

And  learn,  O  Lord,  to  worship  thee. 

2  Our  teachers  all  divinely  bless, 
And  fill  them  with  thy  holiness; 
That  guided  by  thy  counsel,  we 
May  be  directed,  Lord,  to  thee. 


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3  Inspir'd  by  our  Redeemer's  word, 
United  by  affection's  cord ; 

May  our  devotion  ever  rise 
Like  holy  incense  to  the  skies. 

4  This  Sabbath,  Lord,  to  thee  is  given, 
A  day  the  happiest  of  the  seven ; 

The  time  when  with  emotions  sweet, 
The  children  their  lov'd  teachers  meet. 


THE  GOD  OF  ISRAEL.  L.  M. 

PART  FIRST. 

1  Hail  !  Jacob's  God,  and  sovereign  Lord, 
Who  formed  creation  by  his  word  ; 

Who  spread  illimitable  space, 
And  gave  the  orbs  and  spheres  their  place. 
His  powerful  word  gave  nature  birth, 
And  filled  the  sea  and  raised  the  earth, 
And  bade  all  moving  things  prepare, 
And  build  them  habitations  there. 

2  He  offered  Abraham  and  his  race, 
Peculiar  promises  and  grace; 

And  blest  and  bade  them  multiply, 
Like  stars  unnumber'd  in  the  sky. 


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Th'  Eternal  God,  the  Holy  One! 
Claimed  Israel  as  his  first-born  son  ; 
And  heaven  its  bounties  did  prepare, 
To  furnish  all  his  tribes  a  share. 

o  The  patriarch  on  the  pillow'd  stone, 
Reposing  lay,  but  not  alone  ; 
His  God  was  there ;  the  same  is  mine, 
With  all  th'  attendant  hosts  divine. 
The  verdant  grove  in  which  he  bowed, 
Was  filled  with  glory  and  with  God ; 
And  he  pronounced  that  blissful  state, 
"  The  house  of  God  and  heaven's  gate." 


PART  SECOND.  L.    M. 

1  Look  up,  my  soul,  the  Lord  is  here, 
He  comes  thy  hope  of  heaven  to  cheer ; 
Thy  love  to  warm,  thy  wounds  to  heal, 
And  all  his  kindness  to  reveal. 

He  comes  his  goodness  to  display 
And  wash  and  cleanse  thy  sins  away ; 
Thy  passions  and  thy  powers  to  bless 
With  all  the  charms  of  holiness. 

2  'Tis  Israel's  God,  the  King  of  kings, 
Whose  hands  are  fill'd  with  precious  things; 
And  these  he  doth  delight  to  spread, 
Within  thy  heart  and  round  thy  head. 


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He  comes  his  promise  to  fulfil, 
To  keep  thee  safe  from  every  ill ; 
His  love  and  power  whate'er  prevail, 
To  thee  shall  never,  never  fail. 

3  He  bids  the  high  angelic  band, 
About  thy  habitation  stand ; 
And  with  a  kind  attentive  eye, 
Preserves  thee  when  the  foe  is  nigh. 
Near  thee  those  heavenly  courtiers  are, 
When  thou  art  call'd  the  cross  to  bear; 
Regardful  of  the  softest  sigh, 
Or  silent  tear  that  fills  the  eye. 

PART  THIRD.  L.    M. 

1  When  night's  dark  pall  o'er  earth  is  spread, 
And  thou  art  slumbering  on  thy  bed, 

God  doth  thy  wearied  eyelids  close, 
And  gives  thee  calm  and  sweet  repose. 
Thy  daily  wants  he  doth  supply 
From  his  exhaustless  store  on  high ; 
And  with  a  liberal  hand,  doth  give 
Those  gifts  on  which  his  people  live. 

2  Praise  him,  my  soul,  whose  hand  bestows 
The  blessings  which  thy  cup  o'erflows; 
His  goodness  doth  profusely  spread 

Thy  table  o'er  with  living  bread. 


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But  O  !  that  gift  of  all  the  rest, 
The  greatest,  brightest,  and  the  best ; 
A  Saviour  to  the  world  bestowed, 
To  show  the  wond'rous  love  of  God. 

3  He  that  was  rich,  forsook  his  throne, 
That  for  our  sins  he  might  atone ; 
And  died  for  all  who  died  for  me, 
Upon  the  cross  on  Calvary. 
And  now  behold  from  Calvary's  top, 
The  path  to  glory  lighted  up; 
A  heavenly  beam  illumes  the  way 
That  leads  to  everlasting  day. 

PART  FOURTH.  L.    M. 

1  The  Spirit  issues  from  the  throne, 
From  God  the  Great  and  Holy  One ; 
And  )o !  it  comes  mankind  to  bless, 
With  pardoning  love  and  holiness. 
Behold  !  the  influence  of  his  love, 
Descending  from  the  courts  above ; 
Its  holy,  pure,  and  kindling  fire, 

All  souls  illume,  all  hearts  inspire. 

2  It  comes  the  gloom  of  night  to  cheer, 
To  make  the  rising  day  more  clear; 
And  all  mankind  to  life  restore, 

That  they  may  live  and  die  no  more. 


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It  comes  with  all  the  love  of  God, 

To  shed  in  faithful  souls  abroad ; 

To  cleanse  them  from  their  guilt  and  sin, 

And  purify  their  powers  within. 

3  It  grants  the  prisoners  liberty, 
And  bids  the  oppressed  all  go  free  ; 
The  blind  restores,  the  dumb  relieves 
And  soundness  to  the  wounded  gives, 
It  shows  an  high  and  holy  way, 
Leading  to  realms  of  endless  day  ; 
Where  all  the  ransomed  tribes  repair, 
And  raise  their  songs  of  triumph  there. 

PART  FIFTH.  L.    M. 

1  The  spirit  of  Eternal  Power 
Aids  us  the  Saviour  to  adore ; 
Confirms  our  faith,  our  hope  improves, 
And  every  anxious  fear  removes. 

Its  influence  when  profusely  given, 
Makes  earth  a  miniature  of  heaven  ; 
And  souls  are  made  the  blest  abode, 
Of  glory,  and  the  Eternal  God. 

2  It  well  matures  each  gift  and  grace, 
And  cheers  each  circumstance  and  place; 
It  soothes  our  grief  when  ills  annoy, 
With  pure  delight  and  perfect  joy. 


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Happy  the  soul  which  day  by  day, 
Enjoys  the  Spirits'  full  display  ; 
The  rich  and  free  effusion  given, 
Fresh  from  the  opened  courts  of  heaven, 

3  Happy  indeed  that  favoured  breast, 
Which  is  by  inspiration  blest ; 
That  feels  the  power  of  perfect  love, 
All  fear  and  dread  of  death  remove ; 
That  peaceful  heart  that  knows  most  clear, 
The  spirit  bearing-  witness  there  ; 
The  sacred  pledge  and  earnest  given, 
Of  its  inheritance  in  heaven. 

PART    SIXTH.  L.    M. 

1  Cheer  up,  my  soul,  dispel  thy  fear, 
See  thy  redemption  drawing  near  ; 
Time's  trembling  sands  will  soon  be  run, 
And  all  thy  toils  forever  done ; 

See  Heaven's  bright  mansions  now  appear, 
The  blood-wash'd  hosts  assembled  there ; 
Abraham  and  all  his  sons  are  found, 
With  pure  celestial  glory  crowned. 

2  And  see  what  crowded  myriads  stand 
Waving  to  thee  a  welcome  hand  ; 
Their  anthems,  and  their  gestures  say,  i 
Brother,  arise,  and  come  away ; 


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Ah  !  Lord,  how  readily  would  I 
Join  those  blest  armies  of  the  sky ; 
Tuning  my  minstrelsy  to  raise 
Sweet  hymns  of  holy,  heavenly  praise. 

8  Kindles  my  soul  in  view  of  this, 
An  entrance  to  immortal  bliss ; 
My  heart  inhales  a  sacred  fire, 
That  none  but  Jesus  could  inspire. 
Jesus,  to  thee  all  praise  I'll  give, 
For  thee  alone  1  love  to  live ; 
And  while  upon  the  earth  I  move, 
It  is  enough  to  feel  thy  love. 

4  Assur'd  of  this,  if  thou  love  me, 
Thy  brightest  glory  I  shall  see ; 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  time,  nor  space, 
Shall  separate  me  from  that  place. 
Then  patiently  will  I  stand  still, 
And  see  thy  purposes  fulfil ; 
And  O,  my  Lord,  preserve  me  blest, 
'Till  call'd  to  my  eternal  rest. 


THE  CHILD'S  PRAYER.  7s. 

1  Jesus,  let  a  little  child, 

Humbly  supplicate  thy  throne ; 
Speak  to  me  in  accents  mild, 

O  thou  great  and  Holy  One. 


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2  Fill  my  youthful  heart  with  grace, 

Make  it  thy  beloved  abode  ; 
Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

O  my  Father  and  my  God. 


3  May  I  early  learn  thy  ways, 
Early  know  thy  power  and  love ; 

Then  devote  to  thee  my  days, 
Till  I  am  removed  above. 


4  As  my  fathers  lov'd  thy  name, 

As  they  walk'd  in  wisdom's  ways  ; 
I  would  gladly  do  the  same, 

Serve  thee  all  my  length  of  days. 

5  In  me  let  thy  will  be  done, 
Grant  me  all  thy  power  and  love : 

Reign  within  my  heart  alone, 
Thou  who  rules  the  courts  above. 


6  Lord  I  give  thee  all  I  have, 
Let  me  live  and  die  for  thee 

Thee,  and  thee  alone  I  crave, 
Now  and  in  eternity. 


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GOD  THE  GUARDIAN  OF  S.  SCHOOLS.  P.  M. 

1  All  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
God's  well  beloved  Son  ; 

Whose  kingdom  shall  increase, 

Long-  as  time's  course  shall  run  ; 
Who  over  all  creation  rules, 
Guardian  of  all  our  Sunday  Schools. 

2  Assembled  now  we  hold 
Communion  with  our  Lord ; 

As  lambs  of  his  own  fold, 

We  live  in  sweet  accord  ; 
For  he  who  all  creation  rules, 
Is  Lord  of  all  our  Sunday  Schools. 

3  Our  souls  delight  to  meet 
Our  heavenly  Master  here ; 

And  each  the  other  greet, 

With  sweet  and  mutual  cheer; 
While  Jesus  who  creation  rules, 
Presides  o'er  all  our  Sunday  Schools, 

4  May  we  obedient  prove, 
Faithful  to  Jesus'  word  ; 

And  soon  we'll  meet  above, 

To  paradise  restored ; 
For  He,  who  over  all  doth  rule, 
Will  save  a  faithful  Sunday  School. 


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CHILDREN'S  AFFECTION.        C.  M. 

1  Inspir'd  by  Jesus'  dying  love, 
We  all  our  sins  confess  ; 

And  pray  the  Saviour  from  above, 
Would  every  bosom  bless. 

2  According  to  thy  sacred  word, 
Our  mutual  hearts  agree, 

To  serve  thee  each  with  sweet  accord, 
United  all  to  thee. 

3  Bound  by  the  cords  of  Jesus'  love, 
Our  mutual  songs  we  raise ; 

And  hymn  the  choral  themes  above, 
Full  of  extatic  praise. 

4  And  thus  while  bow'd  the  throne  before, 
We  each  to  each  draw  near  ; 

And  all  rejoice,  and  all  adore, 
When  blest  in  humble  prayer. 


TEACHERS  AND  CHILDREN.    L.  M. 

1  Saviour,  we  love  to  mingle  here, 
And  join  at  Sunday  School  in  prayer ; 
And  in  the  sweetest  harmony, 
Unite  to  praise  and  worship  thee. 


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2  Bound  by  affection's  strongest  cord, 
We  each  our  mutual  prayers  afford  ; 
And  when  the  teachers  thou  shall  bless 
Regard  their  flocks  with  righteousness. 

3  O  make  us  all  in  spirit  one, 
Thy  gracious  w7ork  lead  gently  on  ; 
Improve  our  faith,  our  love  inflame, 
To'  adore  more  ardently  thy  name. 

4  Let  child  and  teacher  side  by  side 
In  thee  rejoice,  in  thee  confide ; 

And  when  the  last  loud  trump  is  given, 
May  the  whole  circle  rise  to  heaven. 


MUTUAL  AFFECTION.  L.  M. 

1  Father  of  all  the  hosts  above, 
Thy  name  we  do  revere  and  love ; 
Thou  art  the  object  we  adore, 

All  love,  all  majesty  and  power. 

2  Beneath  thy  out-spread  shadowing  wing. 
Our  peaceful  souls  delight  to  sing  ; 

And  tuning  our  best  minstrelsy, 
All  praise,  all  songs  we  render  thee. 


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3  Open  our  lips  and  we  will  raise, 
To  thee  our  earliest  hymns  of  praise  ; 
Hosannas  shall  our  powers  employ, 
And  every  heart  dilate  with  joy. 

4  And  this  our  future  years  shall  spend, 
Thy  cause  and  glory  to  extend  ; 

May  love  increase,  and  bliss  improve, 
Till  we  are  crowned  in  worlds  above. 


CHILDREN'S  MUTUAL  PRAYER.    S.  M. 

1  Jesus,  we  love  thee  still, 
We  love  each  other  too; 

And  join  we  to  adore  thy  will, 
And  all  thy  ways  pursue. 

2  In  mutual  prayer  we  bow, 
Before  the  throne  of  grace  ; 

And  O  to  us  unveiled  show, 
The  glories  of  thy  face. 

3  Be  thou  our  Saviour  kind, 
Embrace  each  child  as  thine ; 

And  all  united  in  one  mind, 
Our  sweetest  praise  combine. 


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4  Our  youthful  souls  impress, 
With  all  thy  power  and  love; 

And  vested  with  thy  holiness, 
Ascend  the  courts  above. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL  HYMN.     S.  M. 

1  Saviour,  do  thou  appear, 
Our  Sabbath  School  to  bless ; 

Give  to  our  youthful  hearts  thy  fear, 
And  perfect  righteousness. 

2  Thy  boundless  grace  reveal, 
And  all  our  fears  remove ; 

And  let  our  youthful  spirits  feel 
The  kindlings  of  thy  love. 

3  Subdue  our  hearts  to  thee, 
And  may  our  infant  tongues 

From  all  offence  and  guile  be  free, 
And  full  of  cheerful  songs. 

4  Call  us  each  one  by  name, 
Embrace  each  child  as  thine  ; 

And  O  regard  our  youthful  claim, 
With  benefits  divine. 


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THE  ORPHAN'S  PLEA.  L.  M. 

1  Sovereign  of  all  the  hosts  above, 
Whose  ear  attends  the  softest  sigh  ; 

Accept  the  first  fruits  of  my  love, 
And  listen  to  an  orphan's  cry. 

2  With  those  who  are  the  "  fond  of  peace," 
Let  me  its  richest  treasures  find ; 

And  as  my  years,  may  love  increase, 
To  temper  and  adorn  my  mind. 

3  Bereav'd  of  friends  to  me  most  dear, 
By  penury's  cold  hand  oppress'd ; 

Thou  only  can'st  an  orphan  cheer, 
And  soothe  the  sorrows  of  my  breast. 

4  Leave  me  not  comfortless,  to  mourn 
The  absence  of  paternal  care  ; 

Nor  let  my  bosom  feel  the  thorn 
Of  cold  neglect  to  rankle  there. 

5  Nor  yet  solicit,  but  in  vain, 
Hearts  of  reluctant  charity ; 

Who  courtesy  can  e'en  retain, 
Repulsive  to  an  orphan's  plea. 

6  Friend  of  the  friendless;  kind  indeed, 
The  "  good  Samaritan"  thou  art; 

To  me  in  every  time  of  need, 

Thy  friendly  healing  balm  impart. 


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7  Thus  cheer'd,  a  child,  a  worm  of  dust, 
Heaven's  best  and  full  regard  shall  prove ; 

Its  power  and  faithful  promise  trust, 
Lov'd  with  a  pure,  unchanging  love. 


CHRIST  EMBRACING  CHILDREN.    L.  M. 

1  How  happy  that  auspicious  day, 
From  every  cloud  and  shadow  free ; 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  heard  to  say 
"  Bring  little  children  unto  me  ! 

2  "  Let  all  your  sons  to  me  be  given, 
I  claim  them  for  the  courts  above ; 

And4ittle  children  shall  in  heaven, 
Sing  anthems  of  redeeming  love.:' 

3  The  Saviour  with  a  smiling  face, 
Takes  the  young  children  to  his  breast ; 

And  with  a  kind  and  lov'd  embrace, 
Declares  their  infant  spirits  blest. 

4  O  that  we  may  those  blessings  share, 
These  favour'd  children  did  receive ; 

Whom  Jesus  on  his  breast  did  bear, 
And  lov'd,  and  blest,  and  bade  them  live. 


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HYMN  OF  PRAISE.  L.  M. 

1  Come,  children,  with  your  teachers  join, 
To  hymn  the  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 

Your  hearts  and  voices  both  combine, 
In  mutual  praise  in  sweet  accord. 

2  The  Lord  delights  our  souls  to  bless, 
And  in  our  faithful  hearts  to  rule ; 

And  lo !  his  cloud  of  righteousness 
Is  passing  o'er  our  Sunday  School. 

3  O  may  we  catch  the  gracious  shower, 
And  fruit  in  rich  abundance  bear; 

May  each  receive  the  spirit's  pow'r, 
A  full  and  overflowing  share. 

4  Thanks  to  the  Lord,  whose  gifts  abound, 
Whose  bounty  all  our  wants  supply;  ■ 

Ten  thousand,  thousand  souls  are  crown'd, 
Who  on  his  faithful  word  rely. 

5  What  though  our  frames  are  made  of  dust, 
And  weak  and  trembling  worms  we  are? 

Yet  in  Jehovah  we  will  trust, 

Whose  goodness  reaches  every  where. 

6  We  will  approach  his  throne  of  grace, 
Whose  power  holds  universal  rule ; 

And  child  and  teacher  sing  His  praise, 
Who  loves  a  faithful  Sunday  School. 


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ADMIRATION  OF  THE  FATHERS.  L.   ! 

1  How  faithful  once  the  Fathers  were, 

How  strong  their  faith,  and  warm  their  love ; 
And  each  obtain'd  from  God  a  share 
Of  wisdom,  coming  from  above. 

2  We  love  to  read  their  history  still, 
Their  record  in  the  scriptures  given ; 

How  faithfully  they  did  fulfil 

Their  earthly  course,  and  went  to  heaven. 

3  We  love  the  graces  they  possessed, 
The  power  by  which  they  were  inspir'd ; 

The  virtues  that  adorn'd  their  breast, 
And  ardour  which  their  bosom's  fir'd. 

4  Their  full  conformity  of  soul, 

Their  faith,  their  patience,  and  their  love; 
Which  time,  nor  place  did  e'er  control, 
Or  stern  adversities  remove. 

5  O  that  we  may  with  them  be  blest. 
And  made  the  children  of  the  Lord ; 

With  them  obtain  the  promis'd  rest, 
And  recompence  of  great  reward. 

6  May  sires  and  sons,  at  last  appear 
On  Zion's  heights  in  bright  array ; 

And  glorious  crowns  of  triumph  wear, 
In  mansions  of  eternal  day. 


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JESUS  OUR  PROTECTOR.        C.  M. 

1  Jesus  did  once  an  infant  lay, 
In  Bethlehem's  humble  shed  ; 

The  manger  and  the  tuft  of  hay, 
Were  first  his  lonely  bed. 

2  And  he  in  children  takes  delight, 
And  loves  to  hear  them  pray ; 

He  guards  their  slumbers  in  the  night, 
And  footsteps  through  the  day. 

3  Our  various  wants  to  him  are  known, 
And  these  he  doth  supply  ; 

And  from  his  high  and  glorious  throne, 
Attends  his  childrens'  cry. 

4  My  youthful  soul  his  name  shall  bless, 
And  all  his  power  adore; 

And  join  to  sing  his  righteousness, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


CHRIST'S  LOVE  TO  CHILDREN.    L.  M. 

1  The  Saviour  loves  a  little  child, 
Who  early  learns  to  fear  his  name ; 

Whose  ways  are  gentle,  soft  and  mild, 
At  every  time  and  place  the  same. 


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2  He  loves  them  when  they  humbly  kneel, 
In  holy  reverence  at  his  throne ; 

And  bids  them  all  his  pleasures  feel, 
The  bliss  of  loving  him  alone. 

3  A  little  child  may  then  draw  near, 
And  lisp  the  praises  of  the  Lord ; 

And  in  his  holy  courts  appear, 
And  trust  his  faithfulness  and  word. 

4  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  greatly  fear, 
And  love  and  venerate  thy  name ; 

And  O  my  guardian  Lord,  appear 
To  future  years,  unchang'd,  the  same. 


MORNING  SCHOOL  HYMN.     C.  M. 

1  Come,  children,  let  us  all  improve 
The  morning's  glorious  light; 

Come  let  us  lift  our  hearts  above, 
That  God  may  guide  them  right. 

2  Let  sin  be  banish'd  from  this  place, 
Ne'er  to  return  again  ; 

And  may  the  Saviour's  beauteous  grace, 
On  every  soul  remain. 


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3  Let  a  few  passing  hours  be  spent 
In  worship  most  sincere ; 

And  our  best  songs  to  heaven  be  sent, 
To  find  acceptance  there. 

4  Let  us  invite  the  Saviour  here, 
Our  Sunday  Schools  to  bless ; 

And  lo !  we  do  believe  him  near, 
With  all  his  righteousness. 


THE  SAVIOUR'S  PRESENCE.     C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  art  thou  not  always  near, 
The  pardoning  Saviour  thou  ] 

But  more  especially  appear, 
Amidst  thy  children  now. 

2  Cleanse  their  offences  all  away, 
Each  youthful  mind  renew ; 

Teach  every  trembling  lip  to  pray, — 
With  grace  each  soul  bedew. 

3  Shed  forth  the  spirit  of  thy  grace, 
Our  Sunday  Schools  inflame ; 

Unveil  thy  reconciled  face, 
Make  known  thy  glorious  name. 


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4  Shed  forth  the  pentecostal  fire, 
Its  heavenly  power  impart ; 

And  every  faithful  child  inspire, 
And  purify  each  heart. 


RETIRING  FROM  S.  SCHOOL.     C.  M 

1  Lord,  from  our  schools  we  would  retire, 
With  grateful  songs  of  praise  ; 

And  feel  within  our  hearts  a  fire, 
Of  unextinguish'd  blaze. 

2  While  here  assembled  in  thy  name, 
How  sweet  the  hours  pass  by  ; 

And  cheerful  hopes  our  souls  inflame 
Of  meeting  in  the  sky. 

3  The  teachers  and  their  children  part, 
Yet  one  remain  in  mind  ; 

Bound  by  the  strongest  cords,  each  heart, 
In  love  are  closer  join'd. 

4  Pledged  we  are  now  before  the  throne, 
To  meet  from  day  to  day ; 

And  pray  that  Jesus  may  atone, 
And  wash  our  sins  away. 


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5  And  if,  e'er  we  attend  again, 
Death  should  some  one  remove  ; 

May  we  our  company  regain 
In  heavenly  worlds  above. 


CHILD'S  DEVOTION.  S.  M. 

1  Come  children  join  with  me, 
The  Saviour  to  adore  ; 

Let  us  obtain  his  purity, 
Increasing  evermore. 

2  May  we  his  image  bear, 
Who  died  on  calvary  ; 

His  crosses  and  his  triumphs  share, 
And  his  salvation  see. 

3  May  we  who  suffer  now, 
Our  trembling  hearts  assure, 

God  will  e'er  long  our  conquests  show, 
Where  glories  are  mature. 


FOR  TEACHERS.  L.  M. 

1  Head  of  the  church  whose  name  we  bear, 
With  blessings  in  our  midst  appear ; 
All  shadows  from  our  minds  remove, 
And  give  us  wisdom  from  above. 


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2  Called  from  our  lowly  humble  sphere, 
The  burden  of  thy  schools  to  bear ; 

To  us  a  solemn  charge  is  given, 

To  train  the  youthful  minds  for  heaven. 

3  Can  worms  so  frail  sufficient  be, 
To  mould  for  immortality] 
Without  thy  grace  we  cannot  claim. 
One  single  virtue  to  our  name, 

4  Though  feeble  we,  as  grains  of  dust, 
Yet  in  thy  powerful  name  we  trust ; 
And  thou  who  over  all  dost  rule, 
Will  aid  us  with  our  Sunday  School. 


A  CHILD  DESIRING  ACCESS  TO  GOD.  L.  M. 

1  Saviour,  I  would  to  thee  draw  near, 
Though  frail  my  thoughts,  and  weak  my  prayer ; 
For  thou  dost  with  a  kind  regard, 

The  faithfulness  of  youth  reward. 

2  Young  Timothy,  so  well  beloved, 
His  earlier  graces  had  improved ; 
And  now  to  all  believers  known, 
He  is  a  bright  example  shown. 


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3  O  that,  like  Timothy,  I  may 
Improve  my  grace  from  day  to  day ; 
May  feel  the  Spirit's  full  impress, 

Its  light,  its  warmth  and  righteousness. 

4  Saviour,  to  me  thy  love  display, 
Teach  me  to  watch  and  how  to  pray ; 
Instruct  me  also  to  believe, 

And  in  thee  move,  and  near  thee  live. 


THE  YOUTH'S  TRUST  IN  GOD.    L.  M. 

1  Launch'd  forth  on  time's  relentless  wave, 
Like  Peter  once,  I  trembling  stand ; 

Thy  kind  regard  O  Lord  I  crave, 
Save  me,  and  bring  me  safe  to  land. 

2  Though  but  a  young  adventurer  true, 
My  confidence  is  plac'd  in  God ; 

And  onward  constantly  pursue 
The  path  that  leads  to  thy  abode. 

3  My  trembling  heart  at  times  gives  way, 
When  huge  dark  threat'ning  storms  appear ; 

But  He  who  hears  the  feeblest  pray, 
Will  give  my  soul  abundant  cheer. 


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4  How  shall  a  young-  man  cleanse  his  way, 
But  by  believing,  Lord,  on  thee ; 

And  though  dark  clouds  obscure  the  day, 
[  shall  thy  full  salvation  see. 


THE  YOUTH'S  PRAYER.  P.  M. 

1  Saviour,  forgive  what  I  have  done, 
And  thy  blest  image  stamp  upon 

The  tablet  of  my  heart ; 
Wash  my  offences  all  away, 
And  beams  of  brighter,  purer  ray 

More  gloriously  impart. 

2  Forbid  my  youthful  feet  to  stray, 
And  choose  for  me  the  happier  way, 

Leading  to  thine  abode ; 
That  heavenly  mould  to  me  be  given, 
That  trains,  and  then  directs  to  heaven, 

To  glory  and  to  God. 

3  Transform  my  heart  and  make  it  kind, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 

And  love's  exhaustless  store ; 
May  graces  with  my  years  increase, 
And  hopes  revive,  and  perfect  peace, 

Remain  forevermore. 


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SENSIBLE  OF  YOUTHFUL  ERRORS.     L.  M. 

1  Ten  thousand  painful  throes,  O  Lord, 

1  feel,  while  list'ning  to  thy  word ; 
To  things  of  sense  L  have  inclin'd, 
More  than  the  culture  of  my  mind. 

2  My  footsteps  nigh  had  reach'd  the  place, 
Beyond  the  motions  of  thy  grace; 

My  heart  had  lost  its  purity, 
'Midst  vain  and  trifling  company. 

My  youthful  inexperienc'd  mind, 
Was  lur'd  by  errors  seeming  kind ; 
I  tremble  while  my  thoughts  portray, 
The  cause  that  guil'd  my  steps  away. 


In  mercy,  Lord,  my  heart  restore 
And  keep  me  that  I  stray  no  mon 
From  dissipation's  vortex  free, 
Preserve  my  soul  eternally. 


THE  RECLAIMED  YOUTH.        L.  M. 

Jesus,  my  heart  if  thou  should'st  prove, 
And  try  my  faithfulness  and  Jove ; 
With  gentleness  my  soul  restore, 
Lest  I  should  fall  to  rise  no  more. 


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2  By  strange  impulses  I  was  driven, 
To  sin  against  my  God  and  heaven; 
Father,  thy  long  lost  son  forgive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  presence  live. 

3  My  soul  is  humbled  at  thy  feet, 
Asham'd  I  am  thy  face  to  meet ; 
Yet  all  my  youthful  revelry, 

I  gladly  will  resign  for  thee. 

4  Accept  a  prodigal's  full  plea, 
Be  thou  my  Father  kind  to  me ; 
Remove  my  vestments  of  disgrace, 
And  give  me  in  thy  heart  a  place. 


THE  YOUTH'S  WISH.  L.  M. 

1  I  wish  the  daily  stream  of  love, 
Fresh  flowing  from  the  throne  above, 
The  Spirit's  full  inspiring  power, 
My  vessel  filled  and  running  o'er. 

2  The  effusion  rich  of  purity, 
Image  express  of  Deity ; 

The  likeness  of  my  Lord  bestowed, 
The  smile  of  an  approving  God. 


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3  The  visitations  of  thy  grace, 
The  glories  from  thy  unveiPd  face; 
The  soul's  fall  preparation  given, 
The  sweet  assuring  hope  of  heaven. 


«  STAND  STILL  AND  SEE  MY  SALVATION." 

PART  FIRST.  L.  M. 

1  Stand  still,  my  soul,  and  thou  shalt  see 
The  great  salvation  of  the  Lord; 

He  will  from  bondage  set  thee  free, 

According  to  his  faithful  word. 
The  Lord  his  promise  shall  fulfil, 

Though  hosts  of  threat'ning  foes  are  nigh, 
Trust  thou  in  him,  adore  his  will, 

And  he  shall  all  thy  wants  supply. 

2  God  will  a  course  for  thee  provide, 
And  fully  show  to  thee  his  power; 

The  stormy  main  he  will  divide, 
And  pass  thee  safe  and  kindly  o'er. 

The  minstrel  choirs  with  anthems  sweet, 
Shall  triumph  on  the  distant  shore; 

While  all  the  hostile  chariots  meet 
A  watery  grave,  to  rise  no  more. 
B 


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3  Onward  to  promis'd  Canaan  go, 

With  God  thy  great  Eternal  Lord, 
And  he  will  all  his  wonders  show, 

Only  rely  upon  his  word. 
To  thee  shall  daily  bread  be  given, 

The  rock  with  flowing  streams  shall  cleave, 
And  manna  shall  descend  from  heav'n, 

On  which  thou  shalt  most  richly  live. 


PART  SECOND.  L.    M. 

1  The  pillar  and  the  cloud  by  day, 

Shall  shade  thee  when  by  heat  oppress'd  ; 
At  night  its  cheering  brilliant  ray, 

Shall  be  a  signal  for  thy  rest. 
When  Sinai's  fiercer  lightnings  play* 

And  God  descends  upon  its  brow; 
Fear  not  the  Infinite  display, 

Which  He  doth  to  his  people  show. 

2  The  full  commandments  of  the  Lord, 
With  holy,  grateful  sense  receive  ; 

And  faithfully  obey  his  word, 

And  in  his  sacred  statutes  live. 
To  Canaan's  bounds  thy  course  pursue, 

Nor  murmur  when  thy  foes  appear ; 
God  will  thy  blessings  all  renew, 

And  have  thena  furnished  every  where. 


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3  Though  Jordan's  rolling  waters  rise, 

A  barrier  to  the  promis'd  land ; 
M  Be  still,"  and  God  will  from  the  skies 

Bid  its  proud  waves  on  heaps  to  stand ; 
With  dauntless  courage  then  pass  o'er 

The  watery  waste,  it  shall  divide, 
And  thou  shalt  stand  on  Canaan's  shore, 

Beyond  the  fury  of  the  tide. 


PART  THIRD.  L.  M. 

1  A  land  that  flows  with  milk  and  wine, 
Where  beauteous  hills  and  vales  appear; 

And  fruits  that  grace  the  clustering  vine, 
With  cooling  springs  and  streamlets  there ; 

A  holy  land,  the  promis'd  rest, 

Where  lovely  landscapes  smile  around  ; 

With  every  gracious  blessing  blest, 
And  every  blissful  comfort  crown'd. 

2  "Stand  still,"  my  soul,  and  thou  shalt  see, 
The  sun  and  moon  for  thee  shall  stay ; 

God  will  assist  thy  land  to  free, 

If  thou  his  counsel  will  obey. 
No  foe  thy  pleasure  shall  disturb, 

Thy  soil  shall  in  abundance  yield, 
Each  foliag'd  tree,  and  graceful  herb, 

'Till  all  become  a  fruitful  field. 


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3  War  shall  in  all  thy  borders  cease, 
All  enemies  thou  shalt  destroy  ; 

In  all  thy  bounds  there  shall  be  peace, 
And  full  and  pure  unmingled  joy. 

The  Lord  himself  shall  dwell  with  thee, 
Thy  glorious  shield  and  sure  defence ; 

He  shall  thy  only  Sovereign  be, 
And  over-ruling  Providence. 

4  To  him  be  all  thy  offerings  made, 
And  all  thy  sacrifices  given;" 

Thy  daily  gifts  of  worship  paid, 

Until  thou  art  transferr'd  to  heaven ; 

There,  thou  shalt  know  as  thou  art  known, 
And  all  God's  boundless  empire  see; 

And  with  archangels  round  the  throne, 
Gather  pure  immortality. 


YOUTHFUL  DEVOTION.  C.  M. 

1  With  holy  and  inspiring  flame, 
Be  all  our  powers  impress'd; 

And  the  full  beauties  of  thy  name, 
Engrave  upon  my  breast. 

2  Our  Urim  and  our  Thummim  be, 
Jeshurun's  mighty  Lord ; 


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Whose  presence  fills  immensity, 
And  unconfined  his  word. 

3  The  sun,  and  each  revolving  sphere. 
Roll  round  at  thy  command  ; 

Yet  little  children  also  share 
The  bounties  of  thy  hand. 

4  And  they  with  extasy  shall  see 
The  grandeur  of  thy  throne; 

And  praise  to  all  eternity, 
The  great  Eternal  One. 


THE  SCHOLAR'S  PRAYER.        P.  M. 

1  Tell  me,  O  Lord,  and  tell  me  now, 
If  in  thy  goodness  thou  wilt  show 

My  various  sins  forgiven  ; 
Wilt  thou  my  heart  with  grace  renew, 
The  passions  of  my  soul  subdue, 

And  make  me  fit  for  heaven  ? 

2  Though  frail  I  am,  and  young  in  years, 
Thy  majesty  my  soul  reveres, 

And  trembles  at  thy  word  ; 
Pour  on  my  mind  a  flood  of  light, 
Reclaim  my  ways,  and  let  my  sight 

Be  perfectly  restored. 


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3  Then  let  life's  blooming  seasons  haste, 
And  years  decline,  and  moments  waste  ; 

I  ask  no  richer  store 
Than  Jesus'  pure  redeeming  love, 
The  pledge  of  future  joys  above, 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


THE  S.  SCHOOL'S  PETITION.     L.  M. 

1  Behold,  O  Lord,  assembled  here, 
Teachers  and  children  now  appear ; 
We  come  our  graces  to  improve, 
And  build  each  other  up  in  love. 

2  With  heavenly  ardour  all  renew, 
And  make  us  each  to  other  true ; 
And  may  the  passing  season  be 
Devoted  cheerfully  to  thee. 

3  The  pure  ethereal  fire  impart, 
Inspire  each  child's  and  teacher's  heart ; 
And  make  our  present  Sunday  school, 
Heaven's  welcome  blissful  vestibule. 

4  May  all  our  prayers  be  chang'd  to  praise. 
Our  tuneful  harps  new  anthems  raise  ; 
Till  all  inspired  with  love  divine 

Shall  in  God's  heavenly  image  shine. 


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LOVE  TO  GOD'S  CHILDREN.     L.  M. 

1  I  love  the  people  of  the  Lord, 
Whose  souls  are  full  of  heavenly  grace ; 

1  love  their  spirit,  ways  and  word, 

And  kind  affectionate  embrace. 

2  1  love  the  sage,  and  aged  sire, 
And  children  are  my  soul's  delight ; 

Their  gifts  and  worship  I  admire, 
Their  inspiration  and  their  light. 

3  J  love  with  them  to  assemble,  where 
The  Saviour  leads  his  flocks  to  rest; 

To  mingle  praise  and  holy  prayer, 

With  those  redeem'd,  and  lov'd,  and  blest. 

4  With  them  I  would  the  cross  sustain, 
Their  full  and  final  triumphs  share ; 

With  them  the  heavenly  mansions  gain, 
And  robes  and  crowns  forever  wear. 


THE  SAINT'S  REST.  L.  M. 

1  There  is  a  heavenly  land  of  rest, 

Where  all  God's  faithful  children  meet ; 

Where  all  the  wearied  and  oppress'd, 
Freed  from  their  toils  each  other  greet 


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2  There  is  a  region  full  of  peace, 
Where  nature's  toils  and  woes  are  o'er; 

A  calm,  where  time's  dread  tempests  cease, 
And  sighs  and  sorrows  are  no  more. 

3  The  great  archangel's  bright  abode, 
Where  long  the  ancient  thrones  have  stood 

The  holy  residence  of  God, 

And  those  redeem'd  through  Jesus'  blood. 

4  My  soul  most  ardently  aspires 
Those  worlds  of  dazzling  light  to  see, 

And  with  the  high  celestial  choirs, 
Chant  hymns  of  immortality. 


CLOSET  DEVOTION.  L.  M. 

1  I  love  the  closet,  where  the  Lord 
Regards  the  softest,  gentlest  cry, 

And  not  one  lone  obtrusive  word, 
Breaks  on  the  silent  heart-felt  sigh. 

2  I  love  that  peaceful,  calm  retreat, 
To  all  the  fond  of  worship  given ; 

Where  souls  obtain  communion  sweet, 
Within  the  blissful  verge  of  heaven. 


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3  'Tis  happy  there  to  bend  the  knee, 
Where  prayer  is  wholly  chang'd  to  praise; 

How  glorious  also  'tis  to  see, 

Of  heaven's  best  light,  the  purest  rays. 

4  To  feel  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
His  kind  and  soul-subduing  love ; 

The  sweet  and  heart-dissolving  word, 
Descending  from  the  courts  above. 


YOUTHFUL  OBEDIENCE.        L.  M. 

1  Children  their  parents  must  obey, 
This  is  well  pleasing  to  the  Lord ; 

Their  counsels  follow  day  by  day, 
And  God  will  be  their  great  reward. 

2  They  shall  see  long  and  happier  days, 
And  heav'n  on  them  will  shed  its  dew; 

God  will  direct  them  in  his  ways, 
Their  wealth  increase,  and  foes  subdue. 

3  He  greatly  loves  th'  obedient  child, 
Who  early  seeks  to  love  the  Lord; 

And  though  by  wicked  foes  revil'd, 
God  will  his  strong  defence  afford. 


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4  Parents  and  children  soon  shall  meet, 
Assembled  round  the  Father's  throne  ; 

With  blissful  songs  each  other  greet, 
Where  unmix'd  pleasures  reign  alone. 


THE  HOLY  WAY.  L.   M. 

1  There  is  a  high  and  holy  way, 
For  all  the  fond  of  love  and  peace  ; 

No  evil  beasts  thereon  shall  stray, 
And  every  hurtful  thing  shall  cease. 

2  There  is  a  path  of  sacred  joy, 

For  all  the  ransom'd  souls  prepar'd  ; 
Which  no  rude  demons  can  annoy, 
Or  the  fierce  lion's  footsteps  tread. 

3  A  plain  and  unobtrusive  road, 
The  way  to  heavenly  glory  is ; 

'Tis  lighted  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  leads  to  everlasting  bliss. 

4  Sages  and  little  children  there, 
In  cheerful  companies  are  seen ; 

And  angels  their  protectors  are, 
Nor  few,  nor  very  far  between. 


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5  And  God  to  them  a  Father  is, 

Who  guards  them  with  a  constant  eye, 

And  has  prepar'd  a  place  of  bliss. 
Where  holy  pleasures  never  die. 


THE  CHILD'S  PRAYER.  S.  M. 

1  Saviour,  I  fain  would  live 
According1  to  thy  word ; 

A  little  child  would  gladly  give 
His  heart  unto  the  Lord. 

2  Now  in  my  youthful  days, 
I  wish  thy  name  to  love ; 

To  be  directed  in  those  ways 
Which  lead  to  joys  above. 

3  While  youthful  I  remain, 
My  heavenly  guardian  be ; 

My  inexperienc'd  heart  sustain, 
And  help  me  live  to  thee. 

4  Guide  me  that  holy  way, 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand  ; 

And  let  me  in  the  judgment  day, 
With  saints  and  angels  stand. 


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THE  SCRIPTURES.  L.  M. 

1  I  love  the  holy  scriptures  well, 
The  history  which  those  lines  unfold ; 

The  truths  which  do  those  pages  swell, 
Descriptive  of  the  times  of  old. 

2  The  scriptures  tell  us  whence  we  came, 
Of  Eden,  and  our  banishment; 

Our  father's  sin,  and  guilt  and  shame, 
Our  fallen  state  and  punishment. 

3  They  also  show  the  mighty  love, 
The  Father  hath  on  us  bestow'd ; 

Who  left  his  splendid  courts  above, 
To  make  us  all  the  sons  of  God. 

4  The  Lord  incarnate  did  appear, 

In  Bethlehem's  lonely,  humble  shed; 
And  that  the  world  his  bliss  might  share, 
Upon  the  cross  he  bowed  his  head. 

5  For  all  mankind  he  did  atone, 
For  all  he  shed  a  crimson  flood ; 

Opening  an  access  to  the  throne, 
With  his  own  sacrificial  blood. 

6  The  scriptures  faithfully  portray, 
The  glorious  gifts  of  holiness ; 

The  Spirit's  infinite  display, 
Of  purifying  righteousness. 


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7  They  speak  of  future  joys  to  come, 
When  years  shall  fail  and  time  is  o'er ; 

That  final  and  eternal  home, 

Where  death  and  sufferings  are  no  more. 


EARLY  FAITH.  C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  assist  us  to  believe, 
Though  feeble  in  our  years ; 

We  would  on  thy  kind  promise  live, 
While  in  this  vale  of  tears. 

2  Assist  our  faith  in  thee  alone ; 
Thy  saving  grace  afford, 

0  thou  who  didst  for  all  atone 
Thou  great  incarnate  Lord. 

3  Give  us  a  clear  and  single  eye, 
Thy  promis'd  grace  to  claim ; 

And  on  thy  power  alone  rely, 
And  rest  on  thy  great  name. 

4  Though,  children,  we  but  feebly  stand, 
Yet  we  will  trust  thy  love  ; 

And  cheerfully  at  thy  command, 
Ascend  the  climes  above. 


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SUNDAY  SCHOOL  FELLOWSHIP.  S.  M. 

1  Saviour,  our  hearts  unite, 
On  them  thy  spirit  move ; 

Thy  name  upon  our  bosoms  write, 
Thy  glorious  name  of  love. 

2  Teachers  and  children  join, 
Cemented  into  one ; 

And  bid  them  each  to  each  incline, 
Moulded  by  love  alone. 

3  The  central  Magnet  thou, 
Attracting  all  to  thee ; 

Thy  influence  on  each  soul  bestow, 
With  all  its  purity. 

4  Give  the  heart  softening  shower, 
The  pentecostal  flame ; 

The  melting  and  the  moulding  power, 
Thy  signature  and  name. 


EARLY  WATCHFULNESS.        C.  M. 

1  How  happy  is  that  youthful  breast, 

That  ne'er  indulges  guile  ; 
The  spirit  which  is  unimpress'd 

With  error's  luring  smile. 


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2  That  watches  with  peculiar  care, 
The  tempter's  subtle  charm; 

And  heavenward  looks,  for  refuge  there, 
On  every  slight  alarm. 

3  Who  fears  the  sinfulness  of  sin, 
And  shuns  its  various  forms; 

That  guards  the  avenues  within, 
Against  impending  storms. 

4  Who  knows  the  sweets  of  early  love. 
Its  thousand  nameless  joys ; 

Who  carefully  its  charms  improve, 
And  all  its  bliss  employs. 

5  Who  with  a  cheerful  soul  receives, 
Whate'er  by  grace  is  given  ; 

And  moves  and  acts,  and  breaths  and  lives, 
For  nothing  else  but  heaven. 


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GRATEFUL  EFFUSION.  L.  M. 

1   Thanks  to  the  great  Almighty  King 
Who  doth  o'er  me,  and  all  men  rule  ; 

Whose  power  the  angels  love  to  sing, 
The  Sovereign  of  our  Sunday  School. 


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2  f.et  child  and  teacher  bow  the  knee, 
And  humbly  worship  the  Supreme  ; 

May  all  mankind  his  glories  see, 
His  name  their  song,  his  love  their  theme. 

3  Thanks  to  that  kind  regardful  care, 
His  faithful  children  do  receive  ; 

To  each  he  gives  a  bounteous  share, 
Who  in  his  service  move  and  live. 

4  Bless  all  those  tender  children,  Lord, 
Fold  them  most  kindly  on  thy  breast; 

Bind  them  with  love's  delightful  cord, 
And  give  them  in  thy  courts  a  rest. 


THE  YOUTHFUL  PENITENT.      C.  M. 

1  Saviour,  I  would,  but  cannot  rise, 
Till  thou  pronounce  the  word  ; 

My  soul,  though  young,  in  ruin  lies, 
Pleading  thy  mercy,  Lord. 

2  Sinful  I  am,  and  all  disease, 
Blind,  and  I  cannot  see  ; 

A  captive  bound,  I  want  release, 
And  pray  to  be  set  free. 


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3  Speak  thou  the  word,  and  I  shall  rise, 
O  speak  into  my  soul ; 

My  earnest  heart  with  anguish  cries, 
"  O  make  my  spirit  whole." 

4  Wash  my  pollutions  all  away, 
Cleanse  me  from  every  sin  ; 

Thy  richest  grace  to  me  convey, 
Till  I  am  pure  within. 


ADDRESS  TO  YOUTH.  P.  M. 

1  Come,  young  people,  love  your  Saviour, 
Be  entreated  in  his  name  ; 

Lo !  his  hands  are  full  of  favour, 

Now,  and  evermore  the  same ; 
Mortal  life  !  how  brief  its  story, 

Soon  indeed  it  flits  away  ; 
And  this  world  with  all  its  glory. 

Is  the  bubble  of  a  day. 

2  Soon  the  opening  grave  will  claim  you, 
Reptile  worms  devour  your  blood ; 

Death  will  draw  his  bow  and  slay  you, 
None  have  yet  his  darts  withstood. 

0  how  kindly  does  the  Saviour 
Call  your  to  his  lov'd  embrace  ; 

Offering  you  his  richest  favour, 
If  you  will  accept  his  grace. 


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3  See  what  glittering  crowns  are  given, 
Vestments  glorious  and  divine  ; 

Opened  are  the  gates  of  heaven, 
Where  eternal  splendours  shine; 

Augels  from  the  heights  of  glory, 
Hail  you  to  their  bowers  of  bliss; 

Holding  in  their  hands  before  you, 
Crowns  and  robes  of  righteousness. 

4  God  himself  comes  down  to  move  you, 
Dwells  in  human  flesh  and  blood ; 

And  to  show  how  much  he  loves  you, 

Pours  a  soul-atoning  flood. 
Lo !  his  heart  is  all  compassion, 

Love  has  brought  him  from  the  skies  ; 
On  the  cross  behold  his  passion, 

Lo!  for  all  the  world  he  dies. 

5  Then  ascending  up  to  glory, 
Opens  wide  the  treasures  there  ; 

And  how  wonderful  the  story, 
All  the  world  may  claim  a  share. 

O  ye  sons  of  dissipation, 
Jesus  bids  you  each  receive 

All  the  gifts  of  his  salvation, 
With  a  place  in  heaven  to  live. 

6  Give  your  hearts  to  God  forever, 
And  your  earliest  youthful  love ; 


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Give  yourself  to  Christ  the  Saviour, 
And  his  boundless  goodness  prove. 

O  what  beauteous  scenes  shall  greet  you, 
Angels  and  archangels  there  ; 

Child  and  cherub  soon  shall  meet  you, 
With  an  everlasting  cheer. 


GRACE  OF  THE  FATHERS.        L.  M. 

1  God  of  all  power,  before  thy  throne 
Our  fathers  worship'd  thee  alone ; 

And  we  with  them  would  bow  our  knee, 
Before  thy  gracious  Majesty. 

2  To  Abraham  and  the  saints  of  old, 
Thy  promises  thou  didst  unfold  ; 

In  blessing  thou  pronounc'd  them  blest, 
And  made  them  partners  of  thy  rest. 

3  Now  that  our  sires  are  gathered  home, 
Do  thou  their  children's  shield  become; 
Their  wants  most  graciously  regard, 

Be  their  "  exceeding  great  reward." 

1  As  all  our  faithful  sires  have  done, 
May  we  adore  the  Eternal  One  ; 
His  name  revere,  his  goodness  bless, 
And  glory  in  his  righteousness. 


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EARLY  ASPIRATIONS.  C.  M. 

1  Guide  of  my  soul,  Eternal  Lord, 
Sovereign  of  earth  and  sky  ; 

To  me  thy  plenteous  grace  afford, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  With  daily  bread  my  soul  sustain, 
Its  vigour  to  renew  ; 

And  quench  my  thirstiness  again, 
With  heaven's  descending  dew. 

3  Light  on  my  path  divinely  shed, 
Chase  every  shade  away, 

Cheer  and  adorn  my  heart  and  head, 
With  pure  effulgent  day. 

4  With  bright  increasing  radiancy, 
May  purer  light  abound ; 

Till  every  power  and  passion  be 
With  beams  imperial  crown'd. 

5  Full  on  heaven's  verge,  O  may  I  stand. 
Its  grandeur  to  behold; 

The  beauties  of  that  blissful  land 
And  cities  pav'd  with  gold. 


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EARLY  CHRISTIAN  GRACES.     C.  M. 

1  O  for  that  faith,  which  soars  on  high, 
Nor  faints  nor  feeble  is ; 

A  single,  strong,  unclouded  eye, 
Fixed  on  immortal  bliss. 

2  Hands  that  unweariedly  arise, 
And  claim  as  all  my  own 

Those  splendid  mansions  in  the  skies, 
And  the  eternal  throne. 

3  That  hope,  which  future  bliss  insures, 
Cast  far  within  the  veil ; 

An  anchor  fix'd,  that  firm  endures, 
Howe'er  life's  storms  prevail. 

4  O  for  that  boundless  love  of  God, 
In  rich  effusions  given  ; 

Which  makes  earth's  dreary  dark  abode, 
So  much  the  mould  of  heaven. 

5  What  more  can  I  desire  than  this, 
What  greater  prize  obtain, 

Love,  full  of  pure  and  perfect  bliss, 
Which  changeless  shall  remain  3 


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YOUTHFUL  DESIRES.  C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  a  youth  would  love  to  know, 
The  vast  increase  of  love  ; 

Which,  like  the  winding  streams  that  flow. 
Are  deepening  as  they  move. 

2  Saviour,  I  ask  all  graces,  thine, 
All,  all,  thou  canst  bestow  ; 

All  power,  all  light,  all  love  divine, 
To  cheer  life's  passage  through. 

3  I  ask  to  spend  my  days,  though  few, 
In  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 

To  prove  thy  promis'd  goodness  true, 
E're  I  shall  hence  remove. 

4  I  ask  a  cheerful,  grateful  mind, 
Confiding  all  to  thee  ; 

Thou  all  compassionate  and  kind, 
And  full  of  purity. 

5  Ten  thousand,  thousand,  grateful  songe 
Shall  all  my  powers  employ; 

And  more  than  this  to  thee  belongs, 
Source  of  eternal  joy. 

6  How  heavenly  is  the  living  glow, 
The  spirit  doth  impart ; 

Which  God  is  pleased  to  bestow. 
On  every  youthful  heart. 


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7  Blessings  so  rich  and  daily  given, 

So  full,  and  yet  so  free  ; 
Sweet  consolations  brought  from  heav'n, 

To  all  mankind  and  me. 


YOUTHFUL  ANTICIPATIONS.    C.  M 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  precious  name, 
Thy  glories  I  adore ; 

Systems  may  fail,  but  thou,  the  same, 
Remain'st  forevermore. 

2  Millions  with  me  shall  join  to  tell 
Thy  attributes  and  grace; 

And  tuneful  harps  and  timbrels  swell, 
With  strains  of  sweetest  praise. 

3  Grace  shall  inspire  all  hearts  and  tongues, 
And  praise  all  souls  employ  ; 

Till  heaven,  made  vocal  with  those  songs, 
Shall  echo  back  the  joy. 

4  The  ransom'd  of  the  Lord  shall  bring 
New  and  eternal  lays; 

And  seraphs  join  with  them  to  sing, 
Unceasing  themes  of  praise. 


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5  My  soul  shall  mingle  in  the  throng1, 
When  death  shall  set  me  free  ; 

And  swell  the  triumph  all  along, 
To  all  eternity. 


EARLY  TRUST  AND  WORSHIP.    L.  M. 

1  Gracious,  and  holy  Lord  art  thou, 
Before  whose  throne  a  child  would  bow  •, 
Regard  my  prayers,  and  let  me  feel 

All  the  good  pleasure  of  thy  will. 

2  O  may  the  kindlings  of  thy  love, 
Sweetly  my  youthful  passions  move ; 
Tell  me,  O  Lord,  that  1  am  thine, 
And  thou,  and  only  thou  art  mine. 

3  My  heart  with  gratefulness  shall  sing, 
Beneath  thy  outstretch'd  shadowing  wing; 
My  harp  inspir'd,  sweet  tunes  shall  raise, 
In  holy,  happy  hymns  of  praise. 

4  Shelter'd  securely  by  thy  side, 
My  soul  shall  peacefully  abide; 

And  not  one  anxious  murmuring  sigh, 
Within  my  youthful  bosom  lie. 


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5  Should  ills  infest,  and  woes  prevail, 
And  health  decline,  and  pleasures  fail; 
My  heart  unmov'd  shall  joyful  be, 
If  God  will  show  his  love  to  me. 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP,  L.  M. 

1  How  beauteous  are  thy  courts,  O  Lord ! 
The  place  of  thy  abode  how  fair ; 

Thy  sanctuary,  where  thy  word, 
And  all  thy  holy  symbols  are. 

2  When  God  into  his  temple  comes, 
Let  heav'n  adore,  and  earth  be  still ; 

A  solemn  awe  that  place  assumes, 
Which  Deity  himself  doth  fill. 

3  To  those  assembled  in  thy  name, 
Thy  presence  graciously  impart; 

Shed  forth  the  pure  ethereal  flame, 
To  warm  and  purify  each  heart. 

4  Inspire  our  prayers  with  heavenly  grace, 
And  let  them  now  accepted  be ; 

Our  souls,  our  service,  time  and  place, 
Be  consecrated  all  to  thee. 


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5  May  the  full  beams  of  glorious  light, 
Break  on  the  slumbers  of  the  soul, 

And  chase  away  the  shades  of  night, 
And  prostrate  sin's  entire  control. 

6  Regard  with  an  attentive  ear, 

The  mourner's  meek  and  plaintive  cry ; 
In  all  thy  pard'ning  love  appear, 
And  wipe  the  tear  from  every  eye. 


GROWTH  IN  GRACE.  L.  M. 

1  May  all  thy  faithful  people  grow 
Stronger  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  love; 

Renew  each  grace,  and  let  them  know 
Their  claim  to  happier  scenes  above. 

2  Spirit  of  worship,  peace  and  power, 
From  worlds  of  endless  life  be  given  ; 

O  make  this  welcome  passing  hour, 
A  holy  miniature  of  heaven. 

3  Millions  within  thy  courts,  enjoy 
The  full  enrapturing  charms  of  love ; 

And  praise  extatic  is  the  employ, 
Of  all  the  heavenly  hosts  above. 


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4  And  while  we  thus  in  worship  join, 

Let  grace  be  so  profusely  given ; 
That  each,  inspir'd  with  love  divine, 

May  praise  thee  as  they  do  in  heav'n. 


THE  YOUTH'S  RESOLVE.        L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  the  vigour  of  my  days 
I  cheerfully  present  to  thee ; 

O  guide  me  in  thy  peaceful  ways, 
In  faith,  and  hope,  and  charity. 

2  May  it  be  my  delight  to  spread 

My  great  Redeemer's  glorious  name ; 
And  point  to  him  who  groan'd  and  bled, 
And  say  to  all,  "Behold  the  Lamb." 

.'3  To  me  be  every  special  grace, 

In  rich  and  full  abundance  giv'n ; 
To  cry  to  all  the  human  race, 

Behold  the  only  way  to  heaven. 

4  Strengthen  my  faith,  and  warm  my  love, 

Unwearied  may  I  ever  be — 
In  pointing  to  the  courts  above, 

And  winning  precious  souls  to  thee. 


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YOUTHFUL  DESIRES.  C.  M. 

1  Freely,  O  Lord,  I  would  bestow 
My  youthful  days  to  thee ; 

The  fulness  of  thy  love  to  know, 
And  all  thy  goodness  see. 

2  O  let  the  light  of  heav'n  come  down, 
All  shadows  chase  away; 

My  soul  with  boundless  favour  crown, 
And  thy  full  power  display. 

3  Let  me  rejoice  in  thy  great  name, 
Thy  mercies  all  adore ; 

Thy  precious  love  to  all  proclaim, 
Now  and  forevermore. 

4  When  all  life's  troubled  scenes  are  o'er, 
And  years  and  time  remove; 

Thy  love,  an  unexhausted  store 
Shall  be  our  theme  above. 


THE  YOUTH'S  SUPPLICATION.      L.  M. 

1  Guardian  of  souls,  throughout  my  days 
Inspire  my  heart,  and  keep  my  ways; 
And  let  thy  kindest  love  prevail, 
Though  foes  unite,  and  friends  all  fail. 


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2  My  youthful  spirit,  keep  it  blest, 
From  every  care  preserve  my  breast ; 
Strengthen  my  faith,  my  hopes  improve, 
And  warm  and  purify  my  love. 

3  By  night  and  day  where'er  T  be, 
Be  thou,  my  Saviour,  near  to  me; 
In  health  or  pain,  in  rest  or  toil, 
Give  me  thy  kind  approving  smile. 

4  When  flesh  and  sinking  nature  fail, 
Then  let  sustaining  grace  prevail ; 
Its  influence  constantly  impart, 

To  melt  and  overflow  my  heart. 

5  Or  slowly  wasting  to  the  dust, 
Be  thou  rny  firm  support  and  trust; 
Nor  let  death's  gloomy  shadows  be 
The  slightest  terror,  Lord,  to  me. 

6  In  cheerful  hope  my  eyelids  close, 
And  give  me  calm  and  sweet  repose; 
My  spirit  from  its  prison  free, 

To  reign  in  heaven,  O  Lord,  with  thee. 


YOUTHFUL  EFFUSIONS.         L  .M. 

1  Author  of  life,  my  heart  prepare, 
And  grave  thy  name  and  nature  there ; 


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Thy  goodness  and  thy  holiness, 
Full  on  my  youthful  soul  impress. 

2  Like  bright'ning  halos  round  my  head, 
Thy  purer  light  and  glory  spread ; 

And  while  I  pass  through  youth's  defile, 
Preserve  my  lips  from  speaking  guile. 

3  Keep  me  from  fraud  and  servile  fear, 
From  painful  thought  and  anxious  care ; 
My  wand'ring  feet  direct  the  way, 
That  leads  to  realms  of  perfect  day. 

4  That  glorious  place  of  heavenly  rest, 
Where  sighs  ne'er  heave  the  tranquil  breast ; 
To  meet  the  ramsom'd  of  the  Lord, 

And  share  with  them  their  great  reward. 


THE  CHILD'S  REQUEST.        L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  a  little  child  looks  up, 
Whose  bosom  heaves  with  blissful  hope, 
The  grandeur  of  those  world  to  see, 
Where  all  is  love  and  harmony. 

2  There  from  all  toil  and  sorrow  free, 
Heaven's  glorious  palaces  to  see ; 
And  with  the  minstrel  choirs  above, 
Sing  new  and  endless  themes  of  love. 


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3  Tell  me,  thou  Mighty  and  Most  High, 
When  shall  I  lay  me  down  and  die? 
And  when  shall  my  frail  dust  arise 

To  life  immortal  in  the  skies'? 

4  And  when  shall  reckless  death  become 
Sepulchred  deep  within  the  tomb? 

And  when  that  final  victory 
O'er  time  and  "  the  last  enemy  T' 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  DEVOTION.   L.  M. 

1  O  thou  who  died  on  Calvary, 
A  world  of  mortals  to  set  free ; 
Who  poured  the  all  atoning  blood, 
To  bring  both  sires  and  sons  to  God. 

2  Amply  supply  our  Sunday  School, 
Our  fears  disperse,  our  foes  control ; 
In  all  our  bounds  thy  will  be  done, 
O  thou,  Most  High  and  Holy  One. 

3  The  spirit  of  thy  love  display, 
Its  powers  and  life  to  all  convey ; 

Our  prayers  accept,  our  ways  approve, 
And  rule  us  by  the  law  of  love. 


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4  O  may  the  pure  ethereal  fire 
All  minds  inflame,  all  souls  inspire ; 
Till  all  our  Schools  its  glories  see, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  worship  thee, 


YOUTH'S  TRUST  IN  GOD.        L.  M. 

1  What  though  the  earth  is  tumult  all, 
And  wars  disturb  and  frauds  enthrall ; 
No  gloomy  shadows  shall  control 

The  calm  that  dwells  within  my  soul. 

2  Birds  of  the  air  that  wing  the  sky, 
Obtain  from  God  a  full  supply ; 
And  lilies  in  the  vales  that  grow, 
Do  neither  spin,  nor  reap,  nor  sow. 

3  And  flocks  upon  a  thousand  hills, 
And  fishes  gliding  in  the  rills ; 
God  doth  for  each  its  food  prepare, 
And  all  receive  his  guardian  care. 

4  And  I  will  trust  the  Lord,  Most  High, 
Who  gem'd  the  beauteous,  starry  sky ; 
He  will  my  daily  wants  attend, 

And  love  and  keep  me  to  the  end. 


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5  In  him  I  will  rejoice  alone, 
Whose  glory  fills  the  eternal  throne ; 
He  shall  my  only  Saviour  be, 
In  time  and  in  eternity. 


S.  S.  UNION  HYMN  OF  PRAISE.      P.  M. 

1  Let  infants  early  bring, 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord ; 

And  little  children  sing 

In  hymns  of  sweet  accord  ; 
To  God  alone  all  praise  belongs,' 
Who  loves  to  hear  those  infant  songs. 

2  Let  youthful  voices  raise, 
Anthems  of  heavenly  joy ; 

And  with  melodious  praise 

Their  tuneful  harps  employ; 
To  God  alone,  all  praise  belongs, 
Who  loves  to  hear  those  youthful  songs, 

3  Let  men  and  fathers  join, 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  love  : 

And  each  their  songs  combine. 
And  richest  numbers  move  ; 
To  God  alone  all  praise  belongs, 
Who  loves  to  hear  the  fathers'  songs. 


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4  Let  infants,  youths,  and  sires, 
In  union  all  agree  ; 

To  wake  their  tuneful  lyres, 

And  hymn  the  Deity ; 
For  God  delights  to  hear  his  praise, 
Which  babes,  and  youths,  and  fathers  raise, 

5  Let  all  the  angel  choir, 
With  all  on  earth  combine ; 

And  raise  the  rapture  higher, 

Where  endless  glories  shine ; 
And  God  will  love  to  hear  his  praise, 
Which  ransom'd  saints  and  angels  raise, 


TEACHERS  AND  CHILDREN.      C.  M 

1  Inspired  with  love  to  all  mankind, 
We  spread  our  hands  to  thee 

And  lo  !  we  meet  this  day  to  find, 
Thy  boundless  goodness  free. 

2  O  let  the  pentecostal  shower, 
To  all  our  schools  be  given ; 

The  stream  of  love,  the  spirit's  power, 
To  mould  each  soul  for  heaven. 


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3  Join  we  to  worship  and  to  sing-, 
Tuning  our  youthful  lyre ; 

Nor  suffer,  Lord,  one  jarring  string, 
To  interrupt  our  choir. 

4  Happy  we  are  while  thus  we  meet, 
And  round  thine  altar  bow  ; 

Our  fellowship  is  full  and  sweet, 
Our  pleasures  overflow. 


TEACHER'S  REQUEST.  L.  M. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father,  holy  Sire, 
Each  bosom  with  thy  grace  inspire ; 
Take  thou  our  offspring  to  thy  breast, 
And  give  them  there  a  place  of  rest. 

2  May  heaven's  refreshing,  spreading  dew, 
Each  soul  revive,  each  mind  renew ; 

Let  child  and  teacher  each  possess,. 
The  comfort  of  thy  righteousness. 

3  O  may  thy  special  gifts  abound, 
Like  manna  scattered  all  around  : 
Give  to  each  youth  a  full  supply 
Of  those  blest  favours  from  on  hi^b. 


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4  O  make  a  record  of  each  name, 
In  the  fair  volume  of  the  Lamb  ; 
And  when  the  slumbering  nations  rise, 
Give  us  a  mansion  in  the  skies. 


THE  HAPPY  SCHOOL.  S.  M. 

1  How  happy  is  the  place, 
The  Sunday  School's  retreat ; 

Where  Jesus  sheds  peculiar  grace, 
And  youths  their  teachers  meet. 

2  How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 
The  child  and  teacher  join  ; 

Forming  a  cheerful  company, 
And  offering  praise  divine. 

3  How  happy  'tis  to  hear 
Their  blissful  songs  of  praise ; 

When  all  within  the  school  appear 
Inspired  with  heavenly  grace. 

4  Happy  indeed  the  state, 
'Tis  glory's  vestibule ; 

The  house  of  God,  and  heaven's  gate, 
A  happy  Sunday  School. 


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HYMN  OF  PRAISE.  P.  M. 

1  Lord,  to  thee,  our  heavenly  King, 
Sweet  hosannas  we  will  sing; 

Let  the  full  harmonious  choir, 
Swell  the  minstrel  and  the  lyre. 

2  Sing  of  Jesus'  love  and  power, 
Who  for  all  the  cross  he  bore; 
Died  our  evils  to  remove, 
Lives  to  raise  our  souls  above. 


3  Joyful  let  our  anthems  be, 
Full  of  perfect  harmony; 
Sing  we  all  with  sweet  accord, 
Praises  to  our  sovereign  Lord. 


4  Jesus,  thou  our  constant  joy, 
Shall  our  happiest  songs  employ; 
Praise  supreme  to  thee  be  given, 
Now  on  earth  and  soon  in  heaven. 

5  Sing  we  with  the  shining  host, 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost ; 
Three  in  one,  and  one  in  three, 
Praises  to  eternity. 

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GOD'S  REGARD  FOR  CHILDREN.    L.  M. 

1  All  things  within  the  bounds  of  space, 
Thy  power  and  wisdom  do  proclaim ; 

Yet  we  behold  in  thy  rich  grace, 
The  brighter  glories  of  thy  name, 

2  The  earth  and  starry  skies  are  thine, 
The  orbs  and  each  revolving  sphere  ; 

At  thy  supreme  command  they  shine, 
And  all  thy  mighty  works  declare. 

3  The  midnight  shade,  the  noontide  ray, 
Darkness  and  light  make  known  thy  skill ; 

Millions  of  living  forms  display 

The  boundless  goodness  of  thy  will. 

4  And  little  children  may  draw  near, 
With  cherubim  before  the  throne ; 

And  thou  each  claim  will  deign  to  hear, 
And  each  with  special  favours  crown, 


DESIRES  OF  A  CHILD.  L.  M. 

1  Saviour,  a  little  child  desires 

The  riches  of  thy  grace  to  claim ; 
To  holiness  and  heaven  aspires, 

Through  Jesus'  all  atoning  name. 


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2  Though  young,  the  Lord  my  heart  can  bless, 
And  all  my  weight  of  sin  remove ; 

Can  stamp  on  me  his  holiness, 
And  fill  me  with  redeeming  love. 

3  The  Lord  my  spirit  can  inspire, 
The  witness  of  his  grace  reveal ; 

Can  kindle  up  the  sacred  fire, 
Which  ancient  prophets  once  did  feel. 

4  Thou  art  unchangeably  the  same, 
Thy  power  O  Lord  doth  never  fail ; 

And  still  the  virtue  of  thy  name, 
Shall  over  every  foe  prevail. 

5  The  infant,  youth,  and  aged  sire 
Shall  sing  hosannas,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

Thy  grace  shall  every  soul  inspire, 
In  time  and  in  eternity. 


THE  CHILD'S  INTERCESSION.     L.  M. 

1  Guide  me,  my  Saviour,  guide  me  still, 
May  love  my  every  power  engage  ; 

Assist  me  to  obey  thy  will, 

From  early  youth  to  sere  old  age. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  Whate'er  my  hand  shall  find  to  do, 
That  duty  may  I  well  sustain; 

My  soul  with  holiness  renew, 
And  let  me  now  be  born  again. 

3  Let  me  be  justified  by  grace, 
With  God  enjoy  abundant  peace ; 

O  make  my  heart  thy  dwelling  place, 
My  love  continually  increase. 

4  The  sins  of  early  youth  remove, 
And  sanctify  my  powers  to  thee'; 

Grant  me  thy  spirit,  from  above, 
With  all  its  warmih  and  purity. 

5  O  build  me  up  in  holiness, 

And  make  my  youthful  spirit  pure ; 
My  prayers  inspire,  my  worship  bless, 
My  gifts  and  virtues  all  mature. 


FOR  TEACHERS.  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  we  meet  in  thy  great  name, 
Do  thou  our  guide  and  wisdom  be ; 

Our  trembling  hearts  with  love  inflame, 
And  sanctify  our  schools  to  thee. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  Each  teacher  graciously  endow, 
Anoint  them  for  the  sacred  charge ; 

Thy  goodness  to  our  children  show, 
Our  graces  and  our  joys  enlarge. 

3  Bound  by  the  cords  of  heavenly  love, 
Teachers  and  children  all  agree  ; 

In  friendship's  blissful  paths  to  move, 
And  learn  to  love  and  worship  thee. 

4  With  cheerful  songs,  we  hope  to  meet 
Those  youthful  circles  in  the  skies ; 

And  there  our  Lord  and  Saviour  greet, 
Where  holy  pleasure  never  dies. 


EARLY  DEVOTION.  C.  M. 

1  Of  all  life's  charms  there's  none  to  me, 
Which  all  my  passions  move, 

So  rich,  so  pure,  from  ills  so  free, 
As  Jesus'  dying  love. 

2  Early,  my  Lord,  will  I  admire 
Those  beauties  of  thy  grace; 

And  kindling  with  the  sacred  fire, 
Hosannas,  sweetest,  raise. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  O  sanctify  my  youthful  heart, 
Cleanse  it  and  make  it  clean ; 

The  spirit  of  thy  love  impart, 
And  make  me  pure  within. 

4  Eternal  Lord,  reside  alone, 
In  this  full  soul  of  mine  ; 

Establish  there  thy  gracious  throne, 
With  all  its  light  divine. 

5  O  make  me  able  to  sustain, 
Thy  full  inspiring  power ; 

Lead  me  to  Eden's  bowers  again, 
To  be  expell'd  no  more. 


EARLY  ASPIRATIONS.  S.  M. 

1  I  would  be  born  again, 
Though  youthful  are  my  days ; 

1  would  that  heavenly  change  obtain, 
The  gospel  scheme  displays. 

2  I  would  the  witness  feel 
The  spirit  doth  impart ; 

And  may  it  freely  now  reveal 
Redemption  to  my  heart. 


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3  I  would  be  wholly,  Lord, 

Devoted  unto  thee ; 
In  mind,  in  practice,  thought  and  word, 

From  all  pollutions  free. 

-4  To  bear  with  thee  the  cross, 

For  thee  to  live  and  die ; 
To  count  all  earthly  pleasures  loss, 

For  crowns  above  the  sky. 

5  May  glory  be  my  theme, 

The  hope  of  heaven  my  joy ; 
And  love  with  all  its  bliss  supreme, 

My  sweetest  songs  employ. 


EARLY  PIETY  DESIRED.  S.  M. 

1  O  for  the  Spirit's  power, 
The  sweet  effusion  given ; 

The  gracious  pentecostal  shower, 
Descending  fresh  from  heaven. 

2  O  for  that  heavenly  light, 
All  darkness  to  remove  ; 

To  bring  those  objects  to  my  sight, 
Which  I  so  dearly  love. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  O  for  converting  grace, 
Shed  in  my  soul  abroad  ; 

Those  pleasures  of  my  earlier  days, 
When  first  I  knew  the  Lord. 

4  O  for  the  love  of  God, 
In  rich  profusion  given  ; 

Which  makes  my  heart  the  blest  abode. 
Of  Him  who  rules  in  heaven. 

5  O  for  that  perfect  peace, 
That  sanctifying  power ; 

That  shall  eternally  increase, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


EARLY  CONFIDENCE.  C.  M. 

1  Lord,  canst  thou  not  convert  a  child, 
And  fill  his  soul  with  love  1 

And  then  preserve  him  undefil'd, 
Moulded  for  realms  above  ? 

2  Surely,  thou  canst,  I  do  believe, 
All  power  belongs  to  thee  ; 

Speak  but  the  word,  my  soul  shall  live? 
From  sin  forever  free. 


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3  Thy  kingdom  come — thy  will  be  done  ; 
Wash  all  my  sins  away  ; 

Illume  me  from  thy  heavenly  throne, 
"  Shine  to  the  perfect  day." 

4  I  love  the  Lord,  I  love  his  name, 
I  love  his  power  and  grace ; 

But  O  increase  love's  holy  flame, 
Let  all  be  lost  in  praise. 

5  For  thee  I  would  most  gladly  spend 
My  few  remaining  years ; 

Then  to  those  blissful  worlds  ascend. 
Far  from  this  vale  of  tears. 


FOR  HOLINESS.  P.  M, 

1  O  for  that  purer  light, 
The  cloudless  noon-tide  ray; 

Sheding  effulgence  bright, 

Upon  the  heavenly  way  ; 
The  beam  undim'd,  unsullied  given 
From  God's  eternal  throne  in  heaver: 

2  O  for  that  burning  fire, 
That  soul-refining  flame; 

Our  spirits  to  inspire, 

Through  Jesus'  hallow'd  name  : 
That  full  and  sweet  communion  give; 
The  mould  and  signature  of  heavei"*, 
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SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  O  for  that  heavenly  mind, 

Adorn'd  with  purity  ; 
With  every  grace  refin'd, 

The  abode  of  Deity  ; 
Of  holiness  the  beauties  given, 
The  best  and^brightest  choice  of  heaven. 


.  FOR  ASSURANCE.  L.  M. 

1  Grant  me,  O  Lord,  thy  righteousness, 
My  soul  inspire,  my  spirit  bless ; 

The  fulness  of  thy  love  increase, 
And  form  in  me  a  heaven  of  peace. 

2  Saviour,  preserve  me  faithful  still, 
To  do  and  surfer  all  thy  will ; 

Each  hour  thy  welcome  blessing  give, 
And  help  me  on  thy  word  to  live. 

3  Let  all  my  invocations  meet, 
Around  the  glorious  mercy  seat ; 
That  holy  place,  the  throne  of  God, 
Sprinkled  with  the  atoning  blood. 

4  Jesus,  do  thou  my  gifts  prepare, 
And  see  them  all  presented  there ; 
Then  sweetly  to  my  heart  convey, 
The  pledge  that  sin  is  wash'd  away. 


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PATERNAL  REGARD.  L.  M. 

1  God,  with  a  kind  paternal  care, 
Accepts  me  as  his  child  and  heir; 
Himself  inscribes  my  humble  name, 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

2  And  gives  me  through  redeeming  love, 
A  right  to  all  the  scenes  above, 

Full  of  unblemished  purity, 
And  life  and  immortality. 

3  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  ask  no  more, 
No  purer  joys,  no  richer  store ; 
To  be  esteemed  and  lov'd  by  thee, 

Is  more  than  worlds  on  worlds  to  me. 

4  O'erflows  my  heart  in  view  of  this, 
Such  heavenly  hopes,  such  holy  bliss ; 
A  kind  and  full  assurance  given, 
That  God  will  take  my  soul  to  heaven. 


GRATITUDE.  P.  M. 

1  Thanks  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who,  ever  faithful  to  his  word, 

Looks  kindly  from  the  skies ; 
And  shelters  my  defenceless  head, 
And  portions  out  mv  daily  bread, 

In  bountiful  supplies. 


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2  While  yet  on  the  maternal  breast, 
E'er  yet  I  knew  the  hand  that  blest, 

Or  dangers  I  could  see ; 
Through  every  winding  maze  of  life, 
'Midst  luring  charms  and  threatening  strife. 

The  Lord  regarded  me. 

3  Subject  to  his  paternal  care, 

Ten  thousand  thousand  blessings  were 

In  all  my  pathway  strewed  ; 
At  opening  morn  and  evening  shade, 
In  every  various  form  displayed, 

Those  favours  were  renew'd. 


4  Thanks  to  that  goodness  which  remain?, 
Unchanged  still,  and  firm  sustains 

A  feeble,  trembling  one ; 
For  all  my  wants  so  well  provides, 
And  with  much  gentleness  he  guides, 

My  footsteps  to  his  throne. 


5  Still  keep  me,  Lord,  as  years  decline? 
And  make  me  more  devoutly  thine, 

Long  as  on  earth  I  stay  ; 
And  in  the  heaven  of  heavens,  prepare 
A  crown  of  life,  and  mansion  there, 

That  never  shall  decay. 


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DEDICATION  OF  A  CHURCH.        L.  M. 

1  Lord,  we  are  met  in  thy  great  name, 
To  consecrate  this  house. to  thee; 

Our  meeting  bless,  our  souls  inflame, 
And  let  our  prayers  accepted  be. 

2  Make  this  thy  holy  dwelling  place, 
Display  thy  power  and  goodness  here ; 

And  let  the  beauties  of  thy  grace, 
Within  thy  residence  appear. 

3  Here  may  the  pentecostal  power, 

Like  flaming  tongues  descend  from  thee; 
Shed  on  each  soul  the  spirit's  shower, 
'Till  all  thy  great  salvation  see. 

4  Radiant  from  the  effulgent  skies, 
May  light  in  purest  beams  be  given ; 

Until  the  promis'd  seed  shall  rise, 

.  More  numerous  than  the  stars  of  heaven, 

5  The  first  fruits  of  redeeming  love, 
Bestow  through  Jesus'  holy  name ; 

The  spirit's  influence  from  above, 
With  sacred  purifying  flame. 

6  Sanction  thy  word  of  heavenly  grace, 
Nor  let  the  builders  build  in  vain ; 

With  glory  fill  thy  dwelling  place, 
To  shine  undim'd  while  years  remain. 


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DESIRING  LARGER  PRIVILEGE.        L.  M. 

1  There  is  a  heavenly  power  above, 
Its  grace  to  all  mankind  is  free; 

And  streams  of  pure  celestial  love, 
Are  furnish'd  by  the  Deity. 

2  O  thou  eternal  majesty  ! 
Wholly  divest  our  souls  of  guile  ; 

And  let  our  peaceful  spirits  be 
Transfus'd  with  thy  paternal  smile. 

3  O  let  our  love  be  warm  and  pure, 
From  all  dissimulation  free; 

Childlike,  and  cheerful,  and  mature, 
And  full  of  goodness  and  of  thee. 

4  Father,  pronounce  our  souls  forgiven, 
Cleanse  our  defilements  all  away; 

Give  us  a  constant  pledge  of  heaven, 
An  earnest  of  eternal  day. 

5  Let  no  dark  shadow  gloom  our  skies, 
Nor  dim  the  glorious  light  of  day  ; 

'Till  suns,  succeeding  suns,  arise, 
And  shades  and  clouds  be  done  away. 

6  Let  us  behold  our  future  home, 
Those  glorious  mansions  of  the  blest ; 

'Till  Jesus  bid  us  rise  and  come, 
And  enter  his  eternal  rest. 


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7  There  with  the  heavenly  choral  hosts, 
The  grandeur  of  ihat  kingdom  see ; 

And  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Adore  to  all  eternity. 


THE  LOVE  OF  GOD.  L.  M. 

1  Love  has  a  thousand  beauteous  forms, 
Design'd  to  cheer  poor  fallen  worms ; 
'Tis  heaven's  best,  brightest  gift  bestow'd, 
To  bring  a  helpless  world  to  God. 

2  Essence  Divine!  the  pearl  of  heav'n, 
By  God  himself  so  freely  given ; 

O  may  it  be  my  constant  boast, 
And  all  beside  esteem'd  as  lost. 

3  Love  yields  the  grateful  flowing  tear, 
It  liberates  the  mind  from  fear; 

And  spreads  o'er  fallen  man's  abode, 
The  glory  and  the  light  of  God. 

4  The  love  of  God,  when  shed  most  free, 
Is  full  of  bliss  and  purity ; 

"Tis  heaven — the  shining  throne  above, — 
'Tis  God  himself — tor  God  is  love. 


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5  Be  this  my  motto,  theme  and  song, 
Love  the  most  kind  that  suffereth  long ; 
That  sweetly  over  all  prevails, 

And  never,  never,  never  fails. 

6  In  my  fond  heart  whate'er  betide, 
May  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  abide ; 
Be  these  engraven  on  my  breast, 
But  love  prevailing  o'er  the  rest. 


OUR  HIGH  PRIEST.  P.  M. 

1  Great  High  Priest  of  our  profession, 
Thou  who  died  on  Calvary ; 

Sin  and  every  vile  transgression, 
Far  remove  away  from  me ; 

And  the  holiest  of  holies, 
Let  me  enter,  Lord,  with  thee. 

2  Plead  for  me  thy  gracious  merit, 
Place  it  all  before  the  throne ; 

Cleanse  me  with  thy  Holy  Spirit, 
O  thou  glorious,  Holy  One ! 

Then  forever 
Let  thy  holy  will  be  done. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  Be  it,  Lord,  thy  greatest  pleasure 
To  irradiate  my  mind  ; 

Then  in  full  and  perfect  measure, 
All  thy  goodness  1  shall  find; 

And  thy  blessings 
Flowing  plenteously  and  kind. 

4  Joys  succeeding,  joys  unceasing, 
Shall  in  rich  effusions  flow  ; 

Beams  of  heavenly  light  increasing, 
Shall  with  pure  effulgence  glow, 

And  communion 
We  shall  more  supremely  know. 

5  Saviour,  all  my  powers  inspire, 
Give  the  heart  dissolving  stream ; 

Fill  my  soul  with  holy  fire, 
And  the  true  ethereal  beam, 

Unobstructed, 
Shed  on  me,  thou  great  Supreme. 


THE  SABBATH.  L.  M. 

1  I  love  a  holy  Sabbath  day, 
When  I  can  rest,  and  read,  and  pray; 
This  day  above  all  others  given, 
And  hallow'd  as  a  type  of  heaven. 


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2  I  love  to  feel  that  living  fire, 
Which  did  the  ancient  church  inspire ; 
When  first  the  risen  Lord  did  bless 
His  chosen  few  with  righteousness. 

3  That  burning  pentecostal  flame, 
Shed  forth  through  the  Redeemer's  name 
The  mighty  wind  sent  from  above, 

The  shower  of  Jesus'  promis'd  love. 

4  Such  Sabbaths !  how  supremely  blest, 
What  days  of  bliss  and  sacred  rest ! 

On  these  glad  days  how  much  is  given, 
That  makes  them  to  resemble  heaven. 


HEAVENLY  PROSPECTS.  P.  M. 

1  O !  there  is  a  calm  and  glory, 
Sweetly  spreading  o'er  my  mind; 

Heaven  appears  but  just  before  me, 
For  the  wearied  soul  design'd. 

2  'Tis  a  world  of  holy  pleasure, 
'Tis  a  heavenly,  bright  abode ; 

Bliss  that  far  surpasseth  measure, 
In  the  paradise  of  God. 


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3  Calm  it  is,  and  full  of  glory, 

Thy  blest  residence,  my  soul ; 
And  thy  Lord  will  soon  restore  thee, 

Far  from  time  and  death's  control. 


DEVOTIONAL  EFFUSIONS.         C.  M. 

1  What  bliss  ineffable  is  found, 
When  cleans'd  from  every  sin ; 

What  calmness  girds  the  soul  around, 
What  heavenly  peace  within. 

2  'Tis  paradise  again  restor'd, 
Where  all  the  graces  move ; 

'Tis  heaven  re-opened  by  the  Lord, 
Through  Jesus'  dying  love. 

3  'Tis  God  his  residence  resumes, 
With  all  his  power  and  grace ; 

And  man's  immortal  soul  becomes 
His  Maker's  dwelling  place. 

4  Saviour,  reside  within  my  breast, 
Make  it  thy  lov'd  abode ; 

Thy  glorious  and  eternal  rest, 
Full  of  the  love  of  God. 


92  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

MISSIONARY  HYMN.  L.  M. 

PART  FIRST. 

1  Go  forth,  ye  faithful  heralds,  go, 
Your  mission  to  the  world  fulfil ; 

Glad  tidings  to  all  nations  show, 

With  peace  on  earth,  from  heaven  good  will. 

2  Go,  ye  bless'd  messengers  of  light, 
Boldly  the  love  of  God  proclaim ; 

Illume  the  dark  profound  of  night, 

Through  Jesus'  great  and  powerful  name. 

3  Point  to  the  cross,  the  rugged  tree, 
Where  Christ  for  all  men  did  atone  ; 

Bid  the  whole  world  that  pathway  see, 
Leading  from  Calvary  to  the  throne. 

4  Say  to  the  blind  your  sight  receive, 
And  bid  the  lame  his  crutch  forego; 

The  captives  from  their  bonds  relieve, 
And  let  them  their  Deliverer  know. 


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PART  SECOND.  L.    M. 

1  Go,  ye  ambassadors  of  God, 

His  message  to  the  earth  convey ; 

Your  Saviour's  triumphs  spread  abroad, 

And  lo!  he's  with  you  day  by  day. 

2  The  cross  most  cheerfully  sustain, 
And  all  God's  promises  regard; 

And  Jesus  soon  will  come  again, 
With  recompense  of  great  reward. 

3  With  crowns  more  radiant  than  the  sun, 
God  will  e'er  long  pronounce  you  blest, 

And  all  heaven's  host  shall  say  "  well  done, 
Enter  your  great  eternal  rest." 

4  Go,  then,  ye  faithful  servants,  go, 
The  Saviour's  glories  all  display; 

To  all  the  world  those  splendours  show,] 
And  point  them  to  eternal  day. 


HYMN  OF  GRATITUDE.  L.  M. 

1  Ten  thousand,  thousand  thanks  belong, 
And  these  most  cheerfully  I'll  pay, 

To  Him  who  is  by  night  my  song, 
And  guardian  through  the  toilsome  day. 


94  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  How  kindly  hath  his  mercy  kept 
All  that  for  which  I  oft  did  pray ; 

His  power  sustained  me  while  I  slept, 
Till  the  bright  opening,  rising  day. 

3  My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 

My  feeble  tongue  is  filled  with  praise ; 
I  lean  with  pleasure  on  his  word, 
And  triumph  in  his  boundless  grace. 

4  In  each  revolving  passing  hour, 

He  gives  me  fresh  and  rich  supplies ; 
And  oft  I  do  receive  his  power 

Whose  throne  is  far  above  the  skies. 


PRAISE.  L.  M. 

1  My  soul  sits  cheerfully  beneath 
Those  free  and  full  effusions  given, — 

And  praise  with  each  respiring  breath, 
Attends  my  sacrifice  to  heaven. 

2  Long  has  he  blest  me  with  this  love, 
Long  has  he  furnished  me  supplies; 

And  now  those  favours  from  above, 
Are  daily  tendered  from  the  skies. 

3  Yea,  more  than  daily,  do  I  find 

My  eyes  bedew'd  with  grateful  tears, 
And  melting  love  inspires  my  mind, 
Whene'er  the  proffered  grace  appears. 


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4  My  cup  with  blessings  runneth  o'er, 
And  sacred  comforts  doth  impart ; 

And  God  doth  in  abundance,  pour 
A  flood  of  glory  round  my  heart. 

5  Jesus,  thy  holy  blessed  word, 
To  all  thy  faithful  sons  apply, 

"  First  seek  the  kingdom  of  your  Lord, 
And  all  good  things  I  will  supply." 

6  Indulge  no  anxious  thoughts  or  care, 
Your  wants  are  all  to  Jesus  known ; 

His  mercy  will  regard  your  prayer, 
His  goodness  all  your  wishes  crown. 


CHRISTIAN  CONFIDENCE.        L.  M. 

1  The  graceful  lilies  of  the  field, 

Do  neither  spin,  nor  reap,  nor  sow, 
Yet  royal  splendours  cannot  yield 
The  beauties  those  small  flowers  show. 

2  The  birds  that  daily  wing  the  air, 

The  lark  which  mounts  the  morning  sky, 
The  beasts  reposing  in  their  lair, 
To  each  he  gives  a  full  supply. 

3  And  thou,  my  soul,  of  little  faith, 

Thy  hairs  are  numbered,  though  so  small, 
And  God  unto  his  angels  saith, 
"  Attend  him,  lest  he  chance  to  fall." 


96  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

4  Could  I  all  human  souls  combine, 
Those  souls  1  would  present  my  Lord; 

And  angels  at  the  sight  should  join 
Their  minstrel  choir  in  s.veet  accord. 

5  My  heart  abounds  with  grateful  songs, 
And  overflows  with  streams  of  love; 

To  God  alone  all  praise  belongs, 
By  all  below  and  all  above. 

6  Glory  to  God!  all  souls  shall  cheer; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  pole  to  pole, 

From  orb  to  orb,  from  sphere  to  sphere, 
Shall  glory  unobstructed  roll. 


DIVINE  GOODNESS.  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  to  me  thy  grace  impart, 
To  lighten  and  to  cheer  my  heart ; 
My  soul  to  purify,  and  bless 

With  goodness,  power  and  righteousness. 

2  Fulfil  in  me  thy  faithful  word, 
To  thee  be  all  my  powers  restored; 
Call  me  into  the  mount  with  thee, 
There  to  behold  thy  majesty. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  97 

3  Thy  special  gift  let  me  receive, 
On  thee  alone  to  look  and  live ; 
Thy  goodness  to  my  soul  convey, 
And  far  remove  my  sins  away. 

4  Goodness  and  love,  and  power  with  thee, 
Are  boundless  as  immensity ; 

And  all  thy  attributes  combine 
To  form  those  graces  more  divine. 

5  The  goodness  of  thy  heavenly  mind, 
Is  all  long-suffering  and  kind  ; 

Like  streams  it  over  all  shall  glide, 
A  free  and  full,  and  welcome  tide. 

6  Radiant  within  this  soul  of  mine, 

O  may  those  bright  perfections  shine  ; 
In  goodness,  love  and  purity, 
Let  me,  O  Lord,  resemble  thee. 


SOURCE  OF  BLISS.  L.  M. 

1  Nothing  exceeds  the  holy  bliss, 
When  God  is  mine  and  I  am  his ; 
To  hold  sweet  intercourse  above, 
With  the  Eternal  Source  of  love. 

2  Saviour,  'tis  heaven !  I  ask  no  more, 
Thy  love  to  feel,  its  life  and  power; 
To  be  inspired  and  full  of  thee, 

The  only  source  of  purity. 
D 


98  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  My  heart  and  powers  with  sweet  accord 
Shall  praise  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
And  holy  sacrifices  give 

To  Him  in  whom  I  move  and  live. 

4  And  all  within  me,  Lord,  shall  bless 
Thy  power  and  spotless  holiness; 
And  grateful  offerings  day  by  day, 
Shall  cheer  each  passing  hour  away. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  L.  M 

1  My  feet  thy  beauteous  courts  shall  tread, 
Where  grace  is  more  profusely  shed; 

And  filled  with  holy  extacy, 
Adore  the  unseen  Deity. 

2  Silent  with  awe  I  tread  that  place, 
And  trembling,  bow  before  thy  face ; 
O'erwhelmed  with  that  inspiring  love 
That  issues  from  the  throne  above, 

3  What  sweet  and  pure  devotion  there, 
The  flowing,  melting,  grateful  tear ; 
The  word  of  life,  like  manna  given, 

The  bread  that  cometh  down  from  heaven. 

4  Henceforth  may  I  this  bread  receive, 
And  feed  thereon  and  ever  live ; 

And  all  its  rich  abundance  know, 
Equal  to  all  my  wants  below. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  99 

5  "While  here  upon  the  earth  I  stay, 
Grant  me  its  fulness  day  by  day ; 
'Till  all  renewed  I  rise  to  thee, 
To  dwell  in  immortality. 


THANKSGIVING  HYMN,  L.  M. 

PART  FIRST. 

1  Lord,  we  are  met  thy  name  to  praise, 
Our  thanks  to  give,  our  songs  to  raise ; 
Thy  power  and  goodness  to  adore, 
Which  guards  our  peaceful  country  o'er. 

2  The  Lord  hath  bidden  wars  to  cease, 
And  granted  to  our  borders  peace ; 
Each  hill  and  vale,  and  grove  and  field, 
Ten  thousand,  thousand  blessings  yield. 

3  In  flocks  and  herds  our  lands  abound, 
And  plenty  every  where  is  found ; 
And  flowing  brooks  and  mountain  rills, 
Wind  murmuring  midst  the  vales  and  hills. 

4  The  flowery  meads  adorned  with  green, 
And  groves  in  lovely  foliage  seen; 

And  landscapes  blooming  every  where, 
Display  our  heavenly  Father's  care. 


100  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

PART  SECOND.  L.  M. 

1  Midst  springs  and  streams  in  every  ground, 
And  plains  and  hills  with  verdure  crowned, 
Do  peaceful  families  repair 

To  build  them  habitations  there. 

2  They  sow  their  fields  and  plant  their  corn, 
Orchards  and  vines  their  glebes  adorn  ; 
And  birds  that  wing  upon  the  breeze, 

Sing  midst  the  boughs  of  fruitful  trees. 

3  Our  vigorous  sons  and  daughters  fair, 
Like  olive  trees  around  us  are ; 

Our  various  pleasures  to  divide, 

Which  strew  life's  path  from  side  to  side. 

4  Happy  are  those  in  such  a  case, 
Whose  souls  abound  with  every  grace  ; 
Immortal  joys  in  heaven  are  stored, 
For  those  whose  Saviour  is  the  Lord. 


HUMILIATION  AND  FASTING .    L.  M. 

1  Saviour,  we  would  observe  this  day, 
And  humbly  fast,  and  meekly  pray  ; 
Bewailing  deeply  every  sin 
And  our  polluted  state  within, 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  101 

2  Our  inward  souls  do  thou  inspire, 
As  from  the  world  we  thus  retire ; 
And  while  we  at  thy  footstool  bow, 
Thy  love  to  humbled  sinners  show, 

3  We  seek  that  silent,  calm  retreat, 
Where  we  expect  our  Lord  to  meet ; 
All  earthly  thoughts  put  far  away, 
While  we  shall  fast  and  watch  and  pray. 

4  Forgive  us,  Lord,  our  every  sin, 
And  wash  and  make  us  pure  within ; 
Our  souls  transform,  and  let  us  be 
Renew'd  and  perfected  in  thee. 

5  More  and  more  holy  make  us,  Lord, 
And  sanctify  us  by  thy  word ; 
Perfect  our  souls  with  thy  pure  grace, 
And  make  us  each  thy  dwelling  place. 

PRAYER.  L.  M. 

1  Eternal  Lord,  our  spirits  bless, 
O'erflow  our  hearts  with  righteousness  ; 
Preserve  us  blameless  all  our  days, 

In  all  our  thoughts  and  words  and  ways. 

2  The  Spirit's  unction  let  us  feel, 
With  knowledge  temper  all  our  zeal ; 
And  when  our  enemies  appear, 

Set  up  thy  truth  a  standard  there. 
d2 


102  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

3  O  may  our  future  years  improve, 
Strengthen  our  faith,  and  warm  our  love ; 
Our  hopes  revive,  our  grace  mature, 
And  keep  us,  to  thy  coming,  pure. 

4  O  may  our  lives  to  all  appear 
How  holy,  just,  and  good  we  are ; 
In  every  thought,  and  act,  and  word, 
Let  us  sustain  thy  image,  Lord. 

5  Assist  us  to  possess  thy  mind, 
Courteous  to  all,  and  chaste,  and  kind — 
Calm  and  unmov'd,  and  pleas'd  alone, 
That  God's  most  holy  will  be  done. 

6  May  we  the  cross  with  joy  sustain, 
Well  pleas'd  alike  with  ease  or  pain — 
Cheerful,  whatever  ills  we  bear, 

If  we  at  last  the  triumphs  share. 


FOR  A  REVIVAL.  L.  M, 

i  Saviour,  we  would  revere  thy  name, 
Thy  cause  regard,  thy  truth  proclaim, — 
Our  course  fulfil  in  thy  employ, 
And  all  thy  perfect  love  enjoy. 

2  No  pompous  forms  do  we  display, 
Nor  seek  wrong  motives  to  convey  ; 
May  all  our  words  and  actions  join'd, 
Form  a  true  index  to  the  mind. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  103 

3  Jesus,  do  thou  the  hungry  feed, 
Be  to  the  poor  a  friend  indeed  ; 
Restore  the  deaf,  and  let  them  hear 
The  voice  of  their  Redeemer  near. 


4  The  feeble  ones  with  kindness  raise, 
Inspire  the  dumb  to  sing  thy  praise ; 
Comfort  the  mourners,  great  and  small, 
And  break  the  bread  of  life  to  all. 

5  Open  the  blinded  eyes  to  see 
Sin's  fearful  depth  of  misery ; 

The  leprous  cleanse,  and  break  the  bands 
That  bind  the  captive  prisoners'  hands. 

6  Speak  but  the  word,  and  bid  the  dust 
Restore  those  forms  it  holds  in  trust ; 
And  let  the  slumbering  dead  resume 
New  life  in  undecaying  bloom. 

7  All  souls  renew,  all  hearts  inspire, 
Kindle  again  the  ancient  fire ; 

Thy  kingdom  come,  and  let  us  be 
Its  subjects  to  eternity. 


104  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

PARAPHRASE  ON  THE  149th  PSALM.     L.  M. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord !  my  soul,  sing  praise, 
A  new  and  joyful  anthem  raise ; 
Where  congregated  saints  appear, 
Sing  hymns  of  sweetest  praises  there. 

Let  Israel  in  the  Lord  rejoice, 
And  to  his  Maker  lift  his  voice ; 
May  all  the  sons  of  Zion  be 
Made  joyful  in  the  Deity. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  his  holy  name 
Is,  was,  and  shall  remain  the  same, — 
With  timbrel  and  with  harp,  advance 
His  praise  amidst  the  sacred  dance. 

The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  his  saints, 
His  ear  attends  to  their  complaints  ; 
The  meek  and  lowly  he  doth  bless, 
And  beautify  with  holiness. 

Where'er  his  glory  is  display 'd, 
Let  all  his  ransom'd  saints  be  glad ; 
'Till  life's  last  evening  shades  appear, 
Then  nobler  songs  of  praise  prepare. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  105 

THE  SUNDAY  MORNING'S  SCHOOL.    L.  M. 

1  See  how  the  joyful  morning  comes, 
More  fragrant  than  the  best  perfumes ; 
A  sweet  ethereal  calm  obtains, 

O'er  fields  and  floods,  and  hills  and  plains. 

2  Welcome  the  Sunday  School's  retreat, 
Where  teachers  their  lov'd  circles  meet; 
How  cheerful  do  the  hours  pass  by, 
Training  those  youths  for  worlds  on  high. 

3  Hail  the  blest  hour !  most  blissful  given, 
The  brightest,  happiest  choice  of  heaven  ; 
Where  angels  do  employment  find, 
Moulding  for  God  the  youthful  mind. 

4  Most  gladly  do  my  footsteps  stray, 
Where  sounds  the  soft  and  infant  lay; 
To  see  the  human  face  divine, 
With  heaven's  best  inspiration  shine. 

5  Can  there  be  found  mid'st  cherub  choirs, 
More  sweet  and  soul  enrapturing  lyres  1 
So  pure,  so  innocent  and  great ) 

'Tis  glory  all,  "  'tis  heaven's  gate." 


106  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

EARLY  INQUIRY  AND  TRUST.        L.  M. 

1  Cannot  the  Lord  convert  and  bless 
A  little  child  with  righteousness? 
And  daily  from  the  courts  above, 
Supply  my  youthful  soul  with  love  1 

2  He  that  once  said  "  let  there  be  light," 
Can  far  remove  the  shades  of  night; 
God,  who,  from  nought  did  all  things  form, 
Can  change  and  bless  a  feeble  worm. 

3  My  youthful  soul  shall  trust  his  grace, 
To  him  devote  my  length  of  days ; 

And  early  wait  around  his  throne, 
To  worship  Him  as  God  alone. 

4  Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wing, 
I'll  sit,  and  pray,  and  love,  and  sing, 
From  early  youth  to  ripen'd  age, 
This,  this,  shall  all  my  powers  engage. 


S.  SCHOOL  HYMN  OF  PRAISE. 
Tune— "  God  of  Abraham." 

PART  FIRST.  P.  M. 

1  Ten  thousand  blessings,  Lord, 

Our  grateful  souls  inspire, 
And  join  we  now  in  sweet  accord, 
To  tune  each  lyre ; 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  107 

We  love  to  chant  thy  name, 

Thy  power  and  grace  adore  ; 
Thine  everlasting  truth  proclaim 
Forevermore. 

2  Thy  name  is  all  our  boast, 
Our  heart  inspiring  theme; 
And  all  things  here  we  count  but  lost 

For  God  supreme; 
To  him  all  praise  be  given, 

Who  reigns  above  the  sky, 
Whose  power  extends  o'er  earth  and  heaven, 
The  Lord  Most  High. 

PART  SECOND.  P.    M. 

1  Let  babes  and  sucklings  bring 
Their  offerings  to  the  Lord, 

And  infant  voices  gladly  sing 

Th'  incarnate  word; 

O  would  he  now  reveal 
His  kingdom  from  above ; 

And  may  each  youthful  bosom  feel 
Their  Saviour's  love. 

2  May  God,  the  great,  the  high, 
Whose  power  creation  rules; 

Illume  with  glories  from  the  sky, 

Our  Sunday  Schools ; 


108  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

Soon  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  sing  around  his  throne ; 
Eternally  engag'd  in  praise 
To  God  alone. 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.         L.  M. 

1  Lord,  while  we  now  approach  to  thee, 
The  Spirit  of  thy  love  reveal ; 

Let  each  their  full  redemption  see, 
And  all  thy  inspiration  feel. 

2  May  heavenly  beams  o'er  us  be  shed, 
Nor  let  one  shade  of  night  remain ; 

Thy  holy  vestments  o'er  us  spread, 
And  let  our  souls  be  born  again. 

3  Changed  by  thy  power  from  sin  we  rise, 
Leaving  all  earthly  things  behind ; 

Walk  the  bright  pathway  to  the  skies, 
And  pure  undying  pleasure  find. 

4  Heavenward  ourpanting  souls  aspire, 
And  groan  from  earth  to  be  set  free ; 

Our  hearts  contain  an  unquenched  fire,     , 
Kindling  for  immortality. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  109 

ASPIRING  TO  IMMORTALITY.         S.  M. 

1  My  youthful  soul  inspire, 
Incline  it  Lord  to  thee ; 

Kindle  in  me  a  pure  desire 
For  immortality. 

2  I  thirst,  I  long  for  grace, 
From  sin  to  be  set  free ; 

To  see  my  Saviour,  face  to  face, 
In  immortality. 

3  O  how  I  pant  to  prove 
Thy  perfect  purity ; 

All  lost  and  swallow'd  up  in  love 
And  immortality. 

4  When  shall  life's  sun  retire, 
From  clouds  and  shadows  free ; 

And  my  triumphant  soul  mount  higher 
To  immortality. 

5  When  shall  I  join  that  choir, 
Heaven's  cherub  minstrelsy ; 

And  wake  and  tune  my  deathless  lyre, 
In  immortality. 

6  My  soul  expands  with  hope  ; 
I  shall  that  moment  see ; 

When  God  will  call  my  spirit  up 

To  immortality. 
D 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

MORNING  HYMN.  S.  M. 


1  Early  will  I  arise, 

My  grateful  thanks  to  bring ; 
And  in  my  morning  sacrifice, 

Anthems  of  praises  sing. 


2  The  opening  dawn  of  day, 
Scatters  the  shades  of  night ; 

The  mist  and  shadows  flee  away, 
Before  the  morning  light. 

8  I  laid  me  down  to  sleep, 
How  calm  and  sweet  my  rest ; 

And  God  himself  did  kindly  keep, 
All  sorrow  from  my  breast. 


4  The  first  fruits  of  the  day, 
I  render  to  the  Lord  ; 

And  humbly  bow  my  knees  to  pray, 
Trusting  in  Jesus'  word. 

5  This  day  I  would  improve, 
And  my  best  offerings  raise, 

And  filled  with  my  Redeemer's  love, 
Sing  grateful  hymns  of  praise. 


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YOUTHFUL  DEVOTION.  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  my  every  grace  renew, 
Abundant  strength  to  me  afford; 

My  passions  graciously  subdue, 
That  I  may  wholly  love  the  Lord. 

2  It  is  my  youthful  heart's  desire, 
More  fully  to  abound  in  love  ; 

Enjoy  the  pure  celestial  fire, 

Descending  from  the  realms  above. 

3  Early  I  would  devote  to  thee 
The  vigour  of  my  youthful  days; 

Thy  great  and  full  salvation  see, 
And  spend  my  life  in  wisdom's  ways. 

4  I  want,  when  from  this  earth  I  fly, 
To  find  a  calm,  eternal  rest ; 

And  in  those  glorious  realms  on  high, 
Recline  on  my  Redeemer's  breast. 


A  PRAYER  FOR  YOUTH.         C.     M. 

1  O  for  a  cheerful,  humble  mind, 

Content  and  full  of  love — 
In  which  the  graces  are  enshrined, 

Brought  from  the  courts  above. 


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2  Where  clouds  and  shadows  flee  away, 
Before  the  heavenly  light ; 

And  beams  of  pure  celestial  day, 
Dispel  the  shades  of  night. 

3  Happy  the  soul  that  loves  the  Lord, 
And  on  his  truth  relies ; 

He  shall  obtain  a  great  reward, 
Prepared  above  the  skies. 

4  To  him  who  well  sustains  the  cross, 
Shall  glorious  crowns  be  given : 

And  in  exchange  for  grief  and  loss, 
Mansions  of  bliss  in  heaven. 


SOCIAL  WORSHIP.  L.  M. 

1  How  happy  is  the  sacred  place, 
Where  two  or  three  assembled  are  ; 

Where  God  communicates  his  grace, 
And  meets  his  faithful  people  there. 

2  The  place  of  worship  and  of  prayer, 
The  sanctuary  of  the  Lord  ; 

Where  all  the  holy  symbols  are, 
The  faithful  promises  and  word. 

3  Reposing  each  beneath  his  vine, 
How  sweetly  pass  the  hours  away ; 

To  heaven  our  hearts  and  hopes  incline 
A  prelude  to  the  realms  of  day. 


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4  The  melting  shower,  the  falling  tear, 
The  heaving  breast,  the  heart-felt  sigh ; 

The  full  desire,  the  filial  fear, 
All  indicate  that  God  is  nigh. 

5  The  Lord  is  in  his  temple  still — 
Let  earth  be  calm,  and  heaven  adore ; 

He  comes  his  peoples'  hearts  to  fill, 
With  love's  divine  exhaustless  store. 

6  He  comes  with  pledges  to  assure 
His  saints  of  their  eternal  rest; 

Their  hearts  to  warm,  their  love  mature, 
And  stamp  his  image  on  each  breast. 


EXAMPLES  OF  EARLY  PIETY.       S.  M. 

1  Moses,  did  fear  the  Lord, 
While  yet  a  little  child  ; 

Did  tremble  at  his  sacred  word, — 
Was  holy  meek  and  mild. 

2  Samuel,  while  very  young, 
Did  in  the  temple  lay ; 

And  early  was  his  little  tongue 
Directed  how  to  pray 

3  Young  David,  took  the  field, 
Against  a  giant  foe  ; 


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And  made  the  great  Goliah  yield, 
And  laid  his  triumphs  low. 

4  And  many  prophets,  too, 
Did  youthful  grace  display  ; 

The  power,  and  love  of  God  they  knew 
And  early  learn'd  to  pray. 

5  O  that  a  child  like  me, 

May  claim  the  promis'd  word ; 
And  with  my  great  forefathers  see 
Thy  full  salvation,  Lord. 

i)  With  them  the  cross  sustain. 

Their  toils  and  sufferings  bear  ; 
Their  virtues  and  their  joys  obtain, 

Their  crowns  and  triumphs  share. 


YOUNG  TIMOTHY.  CM. 

1  Young  Timothy  was  early  taught 
To  read  the  sacred  word  ; 

And  in  his  youth  he  humbly  sought 
The  favour  of  the  Lord. 

2  How  excellent  his  virtues  were, 
How  full  his  heart  of  love ; 

And  he  obtained  abundant  share 
Of  graces  from  above. 


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3  Call'd  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord, 
How  faithfully  he  stood  ; 

And  preach'd  the  pure,  Eternal  Word, 
Through  his  Redeemer's  blood. 

4  And  still  a  pattern  he  remains 
To  all  believers  known  ; 

And  such  as  all  his  grace  obtains, 
Shall  share  with  him  a  crown. 


THE  LATTER  DAYS.  L.  M. 

1  These  are  the  days  that  were  foretold 
By  many  of  the  seers  of  old; 

In  which  they  did  prophetic  see 
The  church  in  full  prosperity. 

2  The  blissful  times  when  joyful  praise, 
The  isles  and  continents  shall  raise ; 
And  sweet  harmonious  accents  roll 
From  sea  to  sea,  and  pole  to  pole. 

3  When  distant  tribes,  the  sons  of  God, 
Redeem'd  through  the  atoning  blood, 
Shall  undisturb'd  by  fears  or  foes, 
Beneath  their  own  lov'd  vines  repose. 

4  These  are  the  days  when  purer  fires, 
Kindle  upon  both  sons  and  sires ; 

And  heaven  shall  echo  back  the  songs, 
.Sweetly  expressed  by  infant  tongues. 


116  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  H\MNS. 

5  How  happy  are  the  eyes  that  see 
These  days  of  pure  felicity ; 

The  light,  the  glory  and  the  power, 

That  spreads  o'er  earth  from  shore  to  shore. 

6  With  twice  ten  thousand  blessings  crown'd, 
Are  those  who  hear  the  joyful  sound; 

From  every  vile  oppression  free, 
They  sing  the  welcome  jubilee. 


THE  YOUTH'S  PRAYER.  L.  M 

1  Lord,  I  am  young, — thy  help  I  need, 
For  various  foes  infest  my  way ; 

Be  thou  to  me  a  friend  indeed, 

Nor  let  me  from  thy  precepts  stray. 

2  From  wayward  paths  my  feet  restore, 
And  keep  my  tongue  from  speaking  guile ; 

And  O  preserve  me  evermore 
From  sin's  seducing,  luring  smile. 

3  My  youthful  heart  with  grace  inspire, 
To  thee  my  every  power  incline ; 

And  may  the  pure  celestial  fire, 
Within  my  bosom  ever  shine. 

4  The  earlier  portion  of  my  days, 
To  thee  and  thee  alone  be  given ; 

Increase  my  love,  approve  my  ways, 
And  guide  me  safely  into  heaven. 


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THE  LORD'S  PRAYER.  L.   M. 

1  Our  Father,  thou,  the  living  God, 
Who  art  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling  place; 

Thy  name  be  hallow'd  and  adored 
By  all  the  tribes  of  Adam's  race. 

2  Thy  kingdom  which  is  now  begun, 
To  every  trembling  soul  be  given ; 

Thy  will  in  all  the  earth  be  done, 
As  it  is  always  done  in  heaven. 

3  While  in  these  sterile  lands  we  live, 
On  us  our  daily  bread  bestow  ; 

And  all  our  trespasses  forgive, 
As  we  the  same  to  others  show* 

4  Lead  us  not  into  trials,  which 
Thy  feeble  servants  cannot  bear ; 

But  prompt  deliverance  send  to  each, 
As  threatening  evils  do  appear. 

5  Thine  is  the  kingdom  and  the  power, 
"  God  over  all  of  truth  and  grace ;" 

Thy  righteousness  upon  us  shower, 
Make  every  soul  thy  dwelling  place 

6  The  glory  also  shall  be  thine, 
Thee  only  shall  our  hearts  adore; 

And  in  th'  eternal  realms  divine, 
We'll  hymn  thy  praises  evermore. 
d2 


118  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

THY  KINGDOM  COME.  S.  M. 

1  Jesus  !  thy  kingdom  come, 
Thy  holy  will  be  done ; 

Thy  mediatorial  power  assume. 
Thou  great  and  Holy  One. 

2  Rule  thou  o'er  all  the  earth, 
As  thou  dost  rule  in  heaven  ; 

Give  to  all  tribes  and  people  birth  ; 
Speak  all  mankind  forgiven. 

3  Awake  with  mighty  power, 
Jehovah's  arm,  awake ; 

Thy  spirit  on  the  nations  pour, 
Make  earth  and  heaven  shake. 

4  Bring  in  thy  kingdom  now, 
Which  never  shall  remove  ; 

Then  as  we  need,  on  all  bestow 
Thy  mercy,  truth,  and  love. 


THY  WILL  BE  DONE.  L.  M. 

1  Saviour  !  with  earnest,  humble  prayer, 
My  soul  approaches  near  thy  throne  ; 

To  all  my  wants  incline  thine  ear, 
And  let  thy  holy  will  be  done. 

2  I  would  from  every  sin  depart, 
By  faith  on  thee  depend  alone ; 


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Shed  thy  kind  influence  on  my  heart 
And  in  me  let  thy  will  be  done. 

3  With  holiness  renew  my  mind, 
O  thou  who  didst  for  all  atone ; 

Bid  me  complete  redemption  find — 
Thy  gracious  will  in  me  be  done. 

4  I  thirst,  I  hunger,  Lord,  for  thee, 
Perfect  the  work  thou  hast  begun  ; 

Thy  promises  confirm  to  me, 

And  let  me  know  thy  will  is  done. 


EARLY  GRATITUDE.  L.  M. 

i  Thanks  to  the  Lord,  whose  boundless  grace, 
Has  made  my  heart  his  dwelling  place; 
Who  doth  delight  my  soul  to  bless, 
With  all  the  charms  of  holiness. 

2  Though  young  and  trembling  is  my  heart, 
The  Lord  doth  bounteously  impart 

His  light,  his  grace,  his  power  and  love, 
Like  dew  descending  from  above. 

3  Calmly  I  sit  beneath  his  shade, 
And  view  his  mercies  all  display'd ; 
And  these  so  full,  so  freely  given, 
That  earth  is  made  the  verge  of  heaven. 


120  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

4  Hosannas  sweet  I  love  to  raise, 
Inspired  with  holy,  fervent  praise ; 
When  all  my  powers  and  passions  join 
In  hymns  harmoniously  divine. 


EARLY  TRUST  IN  GOD.  L.  M. 

1  Glory  to  him,  whose  power  I  trust, 
To  save  a  feeble  worm  of  dust ; 
Who  rules  creation  with  a  word, 
The  mighty  and  eternal  Lord. 

2  To  him  alone,  my  soul  I  give, 
In  him  to  move,  for  him  to  live  ; 
And  nought  esteem  in  earth  or  sky, 
But  what  my  Father  doth  supply. 

3  No  other  pleasure  shall  control, 
The  powers  and  passions  of  my  soul ; 
All,  all,  shall  dedicated  be, 

To  Him  who  fills  immensity. 

4  He  loves  the  youth,  and  faithful  sire, — 
He  loves  their  bosoms  to  inspire  ; 
Their  hearts  to  warm,  their  souls  to  bless 
With  all  the  bliss  of  holiness. 

5  Then  early  will  I  seek  his  face, 
And  learn  his  will,  and  love  his  grace  ; 
His  power  revere,  his  goodness  claim, 
And  glory  only  in  his  name. 


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SUNDAY  SCHOOL  MORNING  <HYMN.      S.  M. 

1  This  morning  Lord  attend, 
While  we  are  bow'd  in  prayer ; 

And  from  thy  glorious  throne  descend, 
And  in  our  midst  appear. 

2  Make  this  thy  dwelling  place, 
While  we  assembled  stay  ; 

Inspire  each  youthful  soul  with  grace, 
And  wash  our  sins  away. 

3  O  let  this  morning  be 
Devoted  to  thy  ways ; 

And  consecrate  our  school  to  thee, 
And  fill  each  heart  with  praise. 

4  To  child  and  teacher,  Lord, 
Be  thy  best  favours  given  ; 

And  may  we  all  with  one  accord 
Make  sure  our  way  to  heaven. 


MUTUAL  PRAISE. 

1  Come,  children,  let  us  sing 
The  Saviour's  dying  love ; 

Your  richest  tribute  bring, 
And  sweetest  numbers  move; 

Come  let  us  our  devotions  raise, 

In  cheerful  songs  of  holy  praise. 


122  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  Sing-  we  the  love  of  God, 
Diffus'd  in  Jesus'  name ; 

The  spirit  shed  abroad, 

A  pure  and  heavenly  flame ; 
A  bright  celestial  glow  it  is, 
And  full  of  God,  and  heav'n,  and  bliss. 

3  Join  we  in  mutual  choir, 
On  this  auspicious  day ; 

Strike  every  sounding  lyre, 
Awake  each  tuneful  lay ; 
Till  Jesus'  love  inspires  the  whole, 
From  sea  to  sea,  from  pole  to  pole. 


ANNIVERSARY   HYMNS 


NEW  YEAR'S  HYMN.  S.  M. 

1  With  time  beyond  the  flood, 

Another  year  has  fled ; 
And  many  vile  as  well  as  good, 

Are  numbered  with  the  dead. 

2  Yet  we  are  spared  still, 

To  stand  before  the  Lord  ; 
And  wait  for  his  approving  will, 

Directed  by  his  word. 


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3  Behold  thy  servants  now, 
With  all  their  flocks  appear ; 

And  humbly  at  thy  footstool  bow, 
Their  Master's  voice  to  hear. 

4  The  fleeting  bye-gone  days, 
How  happy  have  they  been ; 

What  glorious,  heavenly  displays 
Our  joyful  eyes  have  seen. 

5  And  now  we  wait  thy  word, 
Our  labours  to  renew  ; 

And  in  thy  welcome  service,  Lord, 
Our  cheerful  toils  pursue. 

6  All  praise  to  thee  we  give, 
All  power  to  thee  belongs  ; 

And  evermore  thou  shalt  receive, 
Our  best  and  noblest  songs. 

7  Keep  us  another  year, 
May  every  school  be  blest ; 

And  O  at  last  may  all  appear, 
In  thy  eternal  rest. 


TEACHERS  AND  SUPERINTENDENTS.    L.  M. 

1  Eternal  Sov'reign  of  the  sky, 
Whose  pow(r  alone  creation  rules ; 

Thou  great,  thou  glorious,  and  Most  High, 
Assist  us  with  our  Sabbath  Schools. 


124  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  Wisdom,  we  ask,  our  flocks  to  lead 
In.paths  illumined  by  thy  throne  ; 

Each  trembling  effort,  Lord,  succeed, 
And  all  our  various  labors  own. 

3  We  claim  no  power  our  schools  to  bless, 
This  great  prerogative  is  thine ; 

Then  deeply  on  our  minds  impress 
The  knowledge  of  thy  truth  divine. 

4  Make  us  the  instruments  to  guide 
Unnumbered  youthful  souls  above ; 

Where  child  and  cherub  side  by  side, 
Chant  in  sweet  strains  redeeming  love. 

5  Spirit  of  love,  shine  round  the  earth, 
Bid  sires  and  sons  their  triumphs  raise, 

Give  nation  after  nation  birth, 
Till  all  that  breathe  resound  thy  praise. 


TEACHERS'  INVOCATION.  L.  M- 

1  Jesus,  assembled  in  thy  name, 

We  bow  the  humble  suppliant  knee, 
And  as  the  ancient  mothers  came, 
We  bring  our  tender  charge  to  thee. 

2  Most  fervently  thy  servants  pray, 
Accepted  may  our  off'rings  be ; 

Saviour,  again  in  kindness  say, 
"  Bring  all  your  children  unto  me." 


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3  O  thou  "  good  Shepherd  of  the  sheep," 
Who  didst  for  all  thy  life  lay  down ; 

Those  objects  of  thy  goodness  keep, 
And  guard  and  love  them  as  thine  own. 

4  Fold  them  within  thy  kind  embrace, 
And  feed  them  with  redeeming  love ; 

Till  they  are  called  to  see  thy  face, 
In  bright  and  happier  worlds  above. 


TEACHERS  AND  PARENTS.      P.  M. 

1  Jesus,  hallow'd  be  thy  name, 
We  thy  love  and  goodness  claim  ; 
May  our  much  lov'd  children  be 
Taught  to  love  and  worship  thee. 

2  Help  us  mould  them  good  and  kind, 
Models  of  the  Saviour's  mind  ; 

May  each  youthful  bosom  bear 
Jesus'  image  graven  there. 

3  Make  them  by  our  side  to  grow, 
Graceful  as  the  olive  bough ; 
Blooming  each  with  love  divine, 
Fruitful  as  the  cluster'd  vine. 

4  May  we  and  our  children  be 
Constantly  supplied  by  thee  ; 
As  our  various  wants  demand, 
Spread  to  us  thy  bounteous  hand. 


126  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

5  By  our  great  Redeemer's  side, 
With  our  flocks  let  us  abide  ; 
There  in  a  cheerful  order  move, 
Richly  full  of  Jesus'  love. 

6  Folded  thus  may  we  enjoy 
Heaven's  full  bliss  without  alloy  \ 
Sav'd  from  all  corruption  free, 
Let  us  live  and  die  to  thee. 


CHRISTMAS.  P.  M. 

1  Welcome,  the  Lord's  anointed, 
God's  well  beloved  Son ; 

The  Prince  of  Peace  appointed, 

The  high  and  Holy  One ! 
From  heavens'  sublimer  ranges, 

The  Lord  himself  comes  down  ; 
And  for  the  cross  exchanges 

The  grandeur  of  his  throne. 

2  The  seraphs  winged  from  glory, 
Their  tuneful  carols  play  ; 

And  tell  the  enrapturing  story, 

That  Christ,  is  born  to-day. 
Good  will  and  free  salvation, 

Their  cherub  songs  employ ; 
And  lo  !  they  bring  each  nation 

Glad  tidings  of  great  joy. 


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3  Go,  shepherds,  from  your  mountains, 
And  every  palmy  shade  ; 

From  Judah's  moss-grown  fountains, 

And  view  where  Christ  is  laid. 
Behold !  the  illustrious  Stranger, 

King-  David's  Royal  heir ; 
An  infant  in  a  manger 

At  Bethlehem  doth  appear. 

4  Ye  mortals  of  all  ages, 
In  holy  worship  bend  ; 

And  with  the  eastern  sages, 

The  infant  Lord  attend  : 
Present  to  him  your  treasure, 

The  richest  gems  of  earth  ; 
And  with  unmingled  pleasure, 

Hail  your  Redeemer's  birth. 

5  With  heavens'  bright  hosts  impendent, 
Upon  th'  expansive  air! 

Let  all  earth's  sons  attendant, 

The  mighty  triumph  share. 
Glory  to  the  anointed, 

The  great  and  Holy  One ; 
To  Christ  the  Lord  appointed, 

Who  fills  th'  eternal  throne. 


128  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

SABBATH  SCHOOL  CHRISTMAS  HYMN.  P.  M 

1  O  we  hear  delightful  singing, 
'Tis  the  music  of  the  skies ; 

Heavenly  hosts  their  chimes  are  ringing, 
Soft  and  sweet  the  echo  flies. 

2  Seraphim  descend  from  glory, 
Bringing  peace  to  all  mankind ; 

How  they  swell  the  blissful  story, 
With  their  minstrelsy  combined. 

3  Angels  are  from  heaven  descending, 
Spreading  rapture  o'er  the  earth  ; 

Far  and  wide  they  are  extending 
News  of  the  Redemeer's  birth. 

4  Magi  and  the  shepherds  meet  him, 
With  affectionate  accord  ; 

Each  with  praise  and  worship  greet  him, 
As  their  great  incarnate  Lord. 

5  We,  our  earlier  tributes  bring  him, 
Children  join  the  heavenly  choir ; 

And  in  songs  triumphant  sing  him, 
Waking  every  tuneful  lyre. 

6  He  who  comes  to  bring  redemption, 
Universal  empire  rules ; 

And  from  sin  he  gives  exemption, 
To  all  faithful  Sunday  Schools. 


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7  Now  unto  the  infant  Saviour, 
Hymns  of  pure  delight  we  raise  ; 

Child  and  teacher  shall  forever 
Join  to  celebrate  his  praise. 

8  Praise  him,  every  mortal,  praise  him  ; 
Praise  him  all  th  e  hosts  above ; 

Anthems  universal  raise  him, 
Son  of  man,  and  God  of  love. 


ANNIVERSARY  OF  TEACHERS.        L.  M. 

1  Lord,  we  have  met  to  celebrate 
This  joyful  anniversary ; 

To  praise  thee  for  the  happy  state 
Of  this  returning  jubilee. 

2  Thou  hast  with  gentle  kindness  led 
Our  schools  another  varied  year; 

O'er  us  thy  powerful  shield  was  spread, . 
And  lo!  we  are  assembled  here. 

3  The  bye-gone  season  we  survey 
With  humble,  yet  with  thankful  cheer ; 

Thou  hast  sustained  us  day  by  day, 
And  led  us  safely  through  this  year. 


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4  Some  wayward  youths,  by  sin  allur'd, 
To  courses  rude  themselves  have  given; 

While  others  have,  by  grace  matur'd, 
Exchang'd  those  earthly  toils  for  heaven. 

5  A  goodly  number  yet  remain, 

Who  claim  our  special  care  and  love ; 
And  while  the  burden  we  sustain, 
Grant  us  the  wisdom  from  above. 


6  Weak  are  our  humble  efforts,  Lord, 
Those  mighty  duties  to  fulfil; 

And  now  we  come  in  full  accord, 
To  crave  thy  presence  with  us  still. 

7  Our  teachers,  make  them  all  divine, 
The  children  bless  with  perfect  peace ; 

Let  thy  full  glories  round  us  shine, 
Thy  kingdom  and  thy  cause  increase. 

8  Enter  we  now  the  field  again, 
Thou  in  our  front,  O  Lord,  appear; 

Our  souls  inspire,  and  strength  sustain, 
And  make  this  our  most  prosperous  year. 


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FUNERAL   HYMNS. 

ON  THE  DEATH  OF  A  CHILD.     P.  M. 

1  Sweetest  child,  how  much  I  love  thee, 
While  I  view  thy  languid  eye; 

And  the  tenderest  passions  move  me , 
Watching  life's  last  wearied  sigh. 

2  I  have  bowed  my  knees  to  heaven, 
Praying  to  retain  thee  still; 

But  a  sacred  voice  was  given, 
Saying,  "  'Tis  thy  Father's  will." 

3  'Tis  his  pleasure  now  to  take  thee, 
E'er  the  evil  times  draw  nigh ; 

And  a  cherub  beauteous  make  thee, 
'Midst  the  shining  hosts  on  high. 

4  Go,  my  child,  it  is  thy  Saviour 
Calls  thee  to  his  heavenly  rest ; 

There  to  be  entranced  forever, 
On  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast. 

5  God  himself  designs  to  grace  thee 
With  the  vestments  of  his  power : 

And  midst  holy  seraphs,  place  thee 
In  his  own  celestial  bower. 


132         SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

ANOTHER.  P.  M. 

1  Life,  how  short,  how  brief  its  story, 
Thine  a  morning  cloud  has  been  ; 

But  'tis  opening  now  before  thee, 
With  a  glorious,  blissful  scene. 

2  Lovely,  interesting  creature, 
While  my  heart  laments  o'er  thee  ; 

1  can  trace  in  each  calm  feature, 
Thou  hast  gained  eternity. 

3  Thou  hast  fled !  thy  angel  spirit 
Hast  resigned  its  house  of  clay  ; 

Those  bright  mansions  to  inherit, 
In  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Thou  art  gone,  my  child,  forever ! 
Dust  is  all  remains  of  thee ; 

And  thy  soul,  through  Jesus'  favour, 
Enters  immortality. 

5  There  in  pure  and  heavenly  regions, 
Basking  near  the  eternal  throne ; 

Singing  with  cherubic  legions, 
"  Holy,  Holy,  Holy  One." 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  133 

A  CHILD'S  FUNERAL.  L.  M. 

1  With  solemn  feeling  now  we  pay 

The  last  sad  duties  of  regard; 
To  one  with  whom  we  us'd  to  pray, 

Who  now  has  entered  his  reward. 

A2  Peace  to  those  slumbering,  cold  remains, 
Once  blooming  with  life's  beauteous  wreath ; 

How  sweet  the  calm  that  now  obtains, 
'Midst  all  the  loveliness  of  death. 

3  A  child  belov'd  has  gone  to  rest, 
His  heavenly  Father  bid  him  come, 

And  lie  on  his  Redeemer's  breast, 
In  heaven  his  peaceful  glorious  home. 

4  May  we  who  still  on  earth  remain, 
The  followers  of  the  Saviour's  love ; 

Those  conquests  soon  or  later  gain, 
And  meet  those  youthful  souls  above. 


REFLECTIONS  ON  DEATH.        L.  M. 

1  As  parting  day  from  earth  retires, 
And  the  broad  sunbeams  gild  the  west; 

And  twilight  kindles  up  her  fires, 
As  signals  of  a  peaceful  rest. 
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134  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  So  does  the  soul  from  time  remove, 
And  heaven  is  tinged  with  glorious  light 

And  God  himself  descends  with  love, 
The  bands  of  earth  to  disunite. 

3  All  ranks,  all  tribes,  of  men  must  die, 
All  states,  the  learned,  wits  and  fools; 

The  sage  and  churl  together  lie, 

And  sires  and  youths  of  Sunday  Schools, 

4  Then  give  me,  Saviour,  living  grace, 
Rear  me  to  serve  in  time  thy  will ; 

Then  take  me  to  behold  thy  face, 
And  my  full  soul  with  glory  fill. 


FAREWELL  TO  THE  WORLD. 

Tone— "O  had  I  wings  like  a  dove." 

1  Farewell  to  the  world,  for  glory  I'm  bound, 

To  meet  all  my  brethern  there ; 
With  them  in  those  beauteous  worlds  to  be  crown'd. 

Their  glorious  triumphs  to  share. 
With  them  to  repose  in  heavenly  rest, 

From  sighing  and  suffering  free  ; 
With  seraphs  and  saints  eternally  blest. 
•  ^nd  glories  immortal  to  see. 


SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS.  135 

<J  O  when  shall  I  gain  the  celestial  height, 

And  view  those  bright  landscapes  o'er  ; 
O  when  shall  I  rise  to  that  glorious  light, 

Where  the  wearied  sigh  no  more. 
Where  angelic  hosts  in  mutual  choir 

Are  sounding  their  hymns  of  love, 
Attuning  their  sweet  etherial  lyre 

Around  the  bright  realms  above. 

3  O  heaven,  sweet  heaven,  is  heaving  in  view, 

Its  glitering  towers  I  see  ; 
The  sky  with  its  tinge  of  heavenly  blue, 

Now  opens  its  portals  to  me. 
For  me  all  the  cherubic  myriads  stay 

With  tokens  of  cordial  love  ; 
Inviting  my  spirit  from  sighing  away, 

Away  to  the  mansions  above. 


LET  EVERY  SOUL  REJOICE, 
Tune — "When  shall  we  meet  again. "' 

1  Let  every  soul  rejoice 

In  Jesus'  favour ; 
And  with  harmonious  voice, 

Adore  the  Saviour ; 
May  love  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wake  each  tuneful  lyre, 
To  sound  the  rapture  higher, 

Singing  forever. 


136  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  HYMNS. 

2  May  we  thy  goodness  know 

Eternal  Saviour ; 
And  praise,  like  rivers,  flow 

Onward  forever. 
Till  we  with  angels  join, 
And  mutually  combine, 
To  chant  sweet  hymns  divine, 

Praising-  forever. 

♦  3  To  all  on  earth  we  say, 

Farewell  forever; 
And  upwards  soar  away, 

To  see  our  Saviour; 
With  every  blessing  blest, 
To  lie  on  Jesus'  breast, 
In  everlasting  rest, 

Happy  forever. 


DOXOLOGIES.  L.  M. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  who  kindly  rules 
And  governs  all  our  Sunday  Schools  ; 
Let  children  with  the  cherub  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


C.  M. 


Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Holy  One, 
Who  rules  the  heavenly  host ; 

Adore  the  Father  on  the  throne, 
The  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 


